Assassins

"And don't even think about fooling me by saying that we're going on a date only for you to drag me to some trial class." He shut down her grand plan.

She was baffled at his words, sputtering, "Of course not…" She awkwardly laughed, giving his chest a stiff pat. 

"T-then, instead of anger management classes, how about you trust me more?" 

Yang Feng raised a brow. "I always trust you, but not when it comes to you leaving me. You can give me all the reassurances in the world, but I—" He halted mid-speech. He cursed himself. He almost blurted out the past, where she once left him. 

"But I am an insecure person at heart." He continued, "You also have to trust me more."

She didn't know how to respond to his last statement. Did she trust him? She looked deeply into his eyes. Their endless depth resembled a black hole, sucking her in, and capturing all of her attention.