"If you want to die, why don't you smash your head against a wall?" Huo Mian said calmly.
"Because I want to die in your hands…" Huo Siqian smiled warmly as if he didn't think he was saying something cruel.
"You don't just want to die at my hands. You want to make me feel guilty and then torture me emotionally. You want this cruel memory to stand between me and Qin Chu, right?"
Huo Siqian looked up at her in surprise.
"Huo Siqian, aren't you tired after all the things you've done over all these years?"
"Mian…" Each time he said her name, his tone couldn't be more gentle.