Mo Ran looked at him in shock, "It's not..."
"Then stay," he gripped her wrist tighter and added, "at least, wait until after breakfast before leaving..."
If only she could stay a bit longer, not be in such a hurry to leave.
From his eyes, Mo Ran saw reluctance and pain. Her heart twitched, a complex emotion gliding across the depths of her soul.
"Why bother..." she sighed softly, "between us..."
"Enough!" Tang Song cut her off, "I don't want to hear again that it's impossible between us. Mo Ran, I don't know about the future, but right now, I just want to spend more time with you. Stay, accompany me for breakfast. No one else, just the two of us."
Sometimes, having a meal with someone you like is also a form of happiness.
Mo Ran looked out the window, her eyes slightly moist. She couldn't give Tang Song anything, she had already hurt him deeply, did she even have to refuse this small request?
"Okay," she nodded with a smile, it's just breakfast, no big deal.