"You've thought of crippling my feet and hands, you might as well think of stabbing me in the heart next." Leng Yu Yan's tears trickled down as she sobbed, making her way toward the door, "I'm going to untie the red silk, so much for never parting, we'll part right now."
Ye Yiheng hugged her from behind once more, softly speaking, "You won't be able to, I've tied a knot."
Upon hearing this, Leng Yu Yan hiccuped through her tears, her body trembling as the teardrops that clung to her eyelashes rolled down, landing on the back of his hand.
"Then I'll cut it."
With that said, she struggled to leave his embrace.
Ye Yiheng held her slender waist, turning her around to encircle her body loosely but firmly, "Would you really travel for several days just to cut it?"
"Do you think I'm doing it just for the cutting? Haven't you thought deeply about the reason?" She sniffed, her voice growing lighter, "It's to avoid being killed by you..."
