She continued, "Look at you, can't you be less petty? I may have been mean to you, but you yelled at me too. Let's call it even, okay?"
Aoqian still ignored everyone.
"Ignoring me, huh? Fine, I understand. Since Young Master doesn't want me to stay at all, there's no need for me to stay either. I'll leave now." Song Xi stood up, about to leave.
Aoqian reached out and pulled her over, holding her in his arms.
He was very strong, and his pressure made her bones ache.
"Don't even think about it! You're not leaving." Ao Qian gritted his teeth, glaring at her fiercely.
"Didn't you say you didn't want to talk to me, Young Master?" Song Xiwei's lips curled up slightly.
Aoqian glared at her, angrily saying, "You're just bullying me, taking advantage of the fact that I can't live without you..."
Aoqian's voice grew softer and softer; he was very downcast, as if he had been dealt a blow.
Song Xiwei's mind was buzzing, only Aoqian's words echoing in her head: he couldn't live without her...
These words inexplicably made her heart pound wildly.
Ignoring the strange feeling stirring within her, Song Xiwei explained, "I didn't bully you..."
"Where is there no? You yelled at me and made me cry, and you didn't even offer a word of comfort. You don't care about me; you only care about your sect. They are all more important than me. You keep saying that I'm your favorite partner, but that's all a lie. Everything you said to me before was just to appease me."
As Aoqian spoke, his eyes reddened again, and tears of grievance seemed about to fall at any moment.
This time, Song Xiwei's hand touched his eyelids first. His eyelashes brushed against her palm, and a slight tingling and itching sensation spread along her palm.
She coughed. "It's not that I don't care about you, and it's not that I meant to be mean to you. Don't be sad, and don't cry, okay?"
"No, you've already made me sad, and I can't even cry? You despise me that much?" Aoqian gritted his teeth and said, trying to suppress his anger.
Song Xi sighed, "How is this considered disliking you? I just think that men don't easily shed tears, and crying isn't manly enough..."
"You still think I'm not manly enough? Ha, in your eyes, is your grandmaster the only manly one?" Ao Qian pressed hard on her wrist, causing Song Xiwei to hiss and gasp in pain.
"Why are you misunderstanding me? And you're hurting me, let go of me..." I've been trying to coax him patiently enough, but Aoqian only gets more excited the more I try to coax him.
While breaking free from Aoqian's shackles, she couldn't help but speak in an unpleasant tone, saying, "If you still don't want to communicate with me properly, then forget it, just pretend I was never here."
Aoqian's eyelashes trembled, and tears suddenly fell, landing on Song Xiwei's hand, almost burning her. For some reason, her heart clenched.
She was stunned.
Ao Qian released her other wrist, looked at the red marks on it, and mumbled an apology: "I didn't mean to..."
"Oh, alright, I know you didn't mean it, and I'm not really blaming you. It's okay, you, you don't need to cry anymore. I, I'll go out first..." Song Xiwei was really afraid to see Aoqian like this.
For some reason, seeing him like this made her incredibly anxious. She was someone who had seen a lot in her life, so why couldn't she bear to see Aoqian shed tears?
"Song Xiwei, are you particularly disappointed in me? Do you think I'm utterly useless, not even a fraction as good as your grandmaster? That I can't help you with anything, can't do anything for you, and that you look down on me from the bottom of your heart..."
As he reached the door, Aoqian rattled off a long string of words.
Song Xiwei frowned as she listened. She turned around and saw that Aoqian's eyes were filled with tears.
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