"You..."
"Don't move, let me hold you."
"..."
The man's embrace was strong, almost crushing her to the bone. Tong Ran felt like she would shatter from the hug, but this kind of shattering was unforgettable, trembling all the way to her heart. This embrace was long-awaited, Tong Ran thought, she'd gladly trade ten years in prison for such a hug.
No, twenty years, thirty years... all worth it.
She wrapped her arms tightly around his strong waist, as if all the grievances she had suffered were pouring out now. Unable to hold back her sobs, she only cried like this in front of him, "Mo Nanjue, I really hate you..."
"I know."
Mo Nanjue knelt down, though he was tall, kneeling on one knee brought him to eye level with her as she sat on the edge of the bed. He pulled her to his chest, "I know you hate me."
"It's true."
"Yes, it's true."
"I hate you so much I could bite you to death."
"Alright, bite me to death."
