Why Am I Like This, Don’t You Know

Xian Zihao hugged her tightly, bent his head down, and kissed her hair, her brow. He then wiped the tears from her cheeks. "I'm glad you're crying. I've been watching you hold your feelings for a month. I'm afraid you'll fall depressed, it's good you're crying. Ruolan, I'm here with you. I'll stay with you and no matter what happened, we'll face it together, I'll accompany you, okay?"

Jiang Ruolan sobbed and shook her head loudly, shouting, "I want a divorce!"

"No way!" Xian Zihao rejected her straightforwardly and hugged her even tighter.

"I want a divorce!" Jiang Ruolan insisted on her decision and pushed him away with her hand, "Xian Zihao, let me go! Don't force me! I beg you! I beg you to let me go! Divorce me! I beg you!"

He held her tightly, unwavering. "I won't let go!"

"Let go! Let go of me!"

Seeing that she was fighting too hard, Xian Zihao loosened his grip. He didn't want to hurt her.