C1148 Don't Read the past

He paints my face in pain, "Xiao Mi, don't ask anymore. Alright, I'm willing to let you go. Even if I lose everything. "

Why is it like this? I suddenly fell onto the chair and didn't want to tell me. I thought you would tell me, but even you aren't willing to.

He covered his face with both hands and let the tears slide down.

He squatted down and gently embraced me