"Xiao Ran," Luo Xiao raised his head, his vision blurred, "you are my..."
"I'm not..." Tong Ran staggered, her back pressed against the cold wall. She suddenly threw away what was in her hands, reached up to hold her head, and squatted down, "I'm not, I don't want it, let me go..."
She slid down the wall, it only took one night for them to torture each other like this. Luo Xiao always felt that such a tense atmosphere would only exist between her and Mo Nanjue. When did it start, that they became like this?
He forced his body to walk over, Tong Ran squatted in the corner, her hands pulling at her hair, completely consumed by extreme pain. Luo Xiao reached out to pull her up, "Xiao Ran..."
Smack!
She raised her hand and slapped him, then another slap followed. Tong Ran swung her hand repeatedly, not knowing how long she continued until her palm went numb from the impact. She cried out, "Luo Xiao, do you hate me?"
"I love you..."
