Because that was her mother, her dearest, dearest person, her only relative in this world.
Si Ye felt a sharp pain in his heart, he couldn't say it, couldn't say it even if it killed him.
Kissing Chen Zhi's cheek, he spoke with anguish, "There's no truth, really there isn't. Why do you have to force me like this, am I not the one you love most? Didn't you say I'm the one you love most, that you would trust me, would be by my side forever?"
Chen Zhi lowered her eyes, silent. Si Ye kept kissing her lightly, he slightly raised himself, turned her body, pressed her down from the front, and bent down to kiss her lips.
His kiss was fervent and urgent, laced with traces of unease. Chen Zhi remained unresponsive, Si Ye's kiss became more intense, nearly taking away all her breath.
His hand forcefully caressed her waist, then slid into her clothes, moving upward along her skin.
