Have you heard of Stockholm syndrome?

He couldn't shake this idea out of his head, as though it had been deeply planted in his mind.

Shen Luo'an sat on the edge of the hospital bed, cradling Little Moon in his arms. "I'm to blame for everything that happened today," he confided.

Shen Manting's eyes were closed, but her knuckles tensed up as she gripped the linen upon hearing Shen Luo'an's confession.

"I have a terrible temper. I'm trying hard to change."

Shen Luo'an had rarely let go of his ego and spoken this softly.

Shen Manting's restless heart suddenly calmed down.

The fear, hatred, and disgust that she felt only a moment ago...

All these feelings seemed to have disappeared with the lull of his voice full of tenderness.

Shen Manting kept her eyes shut the whole time. She felt a dull ache in her heart.