"Does it have something to do with me? What did the General say?" Xie Jue thought to himself. He guessed wrong; the absence of flogging did not mean the absence of hurt.
The cold words and misunderstandings from the one he cared about most added another wound to his heart.
The reason Xie Jue tolerated Fang Chuning, no matter how much Fang Chuning provoked him, was that after his initial impulse to sever everything and say hurtful things back in the Capital City, he then restrained himself and refrained from verbal retaliation.
Because he knew how many cold and cutting words Fang Chuning had endured since childhood.
"You don't need to know those unpleasant things." Fang Chuning spread his hands. "It's meaningless."
"You've said this much, intentionally making me feel distressed, but then refuse to share the rest?" Xie Jue wanted to scold him but couldn't bring himself to.
