Tong Ran looked away, choking back her words, "I don't want your heart!"
"You disdain it now?" Mo Nanjue stared at her pale profile, "That's right, Luo Xiao's heart is still tightly bound to you, it'll never be taken off in this lifetime. Why would you need my heart? Just throw it away."
"Can't you just not mention Luo Xiao?"
"You said it yourself, he only loved you, his intention wasn't to hurt you. So why do you still hate him?" Mo Nanjue sneered, "You should love him, he's better than someone like me who's cold-blooded, right? He has been with you for 21 years, and how long have I been with you? Only a few months, a time you could count with your fingers. What right do I have to ask you to linger?"
"You..." Tong Ran turned her head, her eyes glistening, "Mo Nanjue, must you speak so hurtfully?"
