"If it were that easy to control, why would I feel so miserable? I've always been someone with good self-control, yet now I'm doing things beyond my control." Qin Lang's heart ached, aching to the point where he couldn't breathe. To say such words, he almost drained all the strength from his body.
He never knew that speaking a single, simple sentence could be harder than negotiating a business deal. It made one feel like they were suffocating.
"Qin Lang, I'm sorry! I never meant to hurt you." All Luo Qingli could say was this one sentence.
She realized that she owed a significant emotional debt. Other debts could be repaid, but how could she repay an emotional debt?
"I know, with your character, you wouldn't do such a thing. Back then, even if I kidnapped you, you never thought of retaliating against me." Qin Lang seemed to understand some things, realizing that there are indeed matters and feelings that cannot be forced.
