These past few days, he wanted to explain everything to her every day, but she either interrupted him or changed the subject every time; she didn't want to hear his explanation.
After fastening his clothes, Mo Ran took out paper and pen, "You don't need to explain to me; I believe you should know what you're doing. Since it's something you chose, there must be a reason."
Gu Yixuan frowned deeply, "I don't understand what you mean, what did I do?"
Mo Ran glanced at him, then turned and sat down on the wicker chair on the balcony.
She didn't want to bring up that matter; she couldn't control her emotions, and couldn't help but act petulantly.
Gu Yixuan knelt in front of her, placing his hands on her knees.
"Ranran, you can tell me all your dissatisfaction, don't keep it in your heart. I don't want our relationship to be affected because of other people."
Mo Ran looked down at him expressionlessly, her eyes gradually misting over.
