"Separate?"
Quan Tianyou looked at Su Liuying in disbelief. He knitted his eyebrows and said, "Liuying, do you know what you're saying?"
"Tianyou, let's separate!"
Su Liuying repeated, her voice hoarse with tears, as if every word cut an open wound in her heart.
"Why?"
Quan Tianyou grasped her shoulders and lifted her from the bedside to face him, "Liuying, the misunderstanding between us has been resolved, hasn't it? Why do you still want to separate?"
Tears continued to fall from Su Liuying's eyes. She looked at Quan Tianyou with tightly furrowed brows, her eyes full of heartache and unwillingness that he could see clearly.
If she was in so much pain and unwilling to separate, then why was she suggesting it?
He remembered Andy's words, furrowing his brow and locking eyes with Su Liuying, he asked, "Liuying, is someone forcing you to separate from me?"
"No... no..."
