"Nuonuo, I'm not wavering, but..." With a sigh, Luo Ye shook her head, "Forget it, trying to have it both ways is impossible."
I also feel that there's deep emotion between Fu Mo and Tangtang, but he just doesn't realize it. Otherwise, Lei Yu wouldn't be so extreme."
...
Fu Mo's apartment in Beijing.
"Whatever's happened, just say it, and we'll face it together." When Lei Yu knocked over the cup again, Fu Mo finally couldn't hold back.
Since coming to the apartment, Lei Yu always seemed troubled, knocking over the soup bowl during dinner and now knocking over the tea cup twice. If she said nothing's wrong, he wouldn't believe it even if beaten to death.
"I..." Lei Yu hesitated, "If I've done something you hate, would you still love me?"
"I don't want to lie to you, it depends on whether it touches my bottom line..." Fu Mo stared straight at her, "And importantly, it depends on whether you did it intentionally."
