He dragged her, trying to pull her out of the ward.
But she didn't move, allowing her wrist to be dragged until it was swollen and red, still resolutely resisting.
"Let go, Gong Beiyao! Your entanglement makes me feel sick," she spat out the merciless words as if to execute him by dismemberment.
"It's not like that, you're lying to me!" Gong Beiyao pulled her over and held her tightly in his arms, squeezing her even tighter as if he could hear the bones cracking. "The wedding is all ready, Qianqian, just come with me!"
Excruciating pain.
She felt she was about to sink down.
Yet, she quickly reminded herself.
She couldn't fall into his warmth like this.
She couldn't keep repeating the same mistakes.
"You know I can't go with you! I don't need the wedding you're offering. I've told you before, no matter how grand a wedding is, it's just a ceremony. What matters is who stands beside me! Clearly, it won't be you!!"
