Su Li's heart suddenly skipped a beat, her fingers involuntarily clutching the hem of her clothes to suppress the trembling within, and she asked, "What pity do you have for me?"
Wei Chengfeng looked at her wordlessly, but his eyes seemed to convey more than a thousand words ever could.
Su Li blinked, lowered her head slightly, and then slowly stood up from his lap, "It's getting late, you should go back."
Wei Chengfeng felt the emptiness in his arms and watched Su Li in confusion, "I've said so much already, and still, you want to send me away? Aren't you moved even a little bit?"
"Wei Chengfeng, you go back first. Understand your own feelings before you come to me again. We can delay the divorce for a few more days. You should go back now; I'm tired today as well."
Wei Chengfeng didn't move, instead saying resentfully and helplessly, "I'm not leaving. If you don't go back with me, I'll just stay here all day."
