"I don't want to break up, I don't want to."
She pressed her face against his neck, sobbing uncontrollably.
But this time, the words she was waiting for never came.
The silence at that moment shattered her heart into pieces. She suddenly raised her head, her tear-streaked face so close to his, staring at him intently.
"Why aren't you speaking? Shen Lingfeng, say something!" Her soft, crying voice was trembling helplessly, "Can't we not break up?"
Shen Lingfeng lowered his eyes, which were darker than ever.
Looking at the girl clinging to him, even trembling, he spoke with difficulty, "What do you really want?"
"I don't want to break up." She bit her lip firmly, only knowing how to repeat this sentence.
Shen Lingfeng looked at her tear-filled eyes, feeling endless irony.
"Gu Ziyou, what do you really want?" He gritted his teeth so hard, the calm he never let slip now unraveling.
His large hand clenched her chin tightly, feeling himself on the verge of losing control.
