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Mo Shitian grabbed her hand suddenly, so hard that he almost broke her bones. Su Ruyu had no reaction, as if her hand wasn't hers.

The pain she was feeling in her heart was far more than the pain in the limbs.

"Impossible!" Mo Shitian gritted his teeth. 'How could she end things like this? Impossible.' He would never break up with her. Mo Shitian clasped her shoulders and forced her to turn around. "If you don't blame me, why can't you stay with me?"

Su Ruyu looked at him blankly. She was the only one who knew how much she loved this man in front of her. The twenty years of void in her life was merely a short moment to her, and her feelings toward Mo Shitian had completely halted at the love-hate relationship they had when she was seventeen years old.