Chapter 319: Chi Huan, Do You Have a Death Wish?
She let out a sigh of relief, but what was more pronounced was a sense of endless, profound loss.
Yet, the moment she met his gaze, she had a premonition.
The breakup he spoke of was not the kind she had requested and "hoped" for.
His voice was low and deep, more like a whisper of sweet nothings than a statement of separation, "You don't like that I forbid you to break up, you don't like that I limit your freedom, that won't happen anymore. What other complaints do you have against me, huh?"
Her sense of smell was filled with his scent, her ears with his voice.
Hers eyes beheld his visage.
He was also in her heart; Chi Huan felt her whole world was almost filled by him.
With her back against the car body, it took her a while to gather her thoughts. Then stiffly, she asked, "What do you mean... Mo Shiqian, what exactly are you saying?"