Shuyan, Can't Bear to Let Me Go?

Chi Shuyan looked at the tall man in front of her, who was holding a bowl and gently feeding her chicken soup, and her head throbbed fiercely. Why was it that every time she wanted to make a clean break with this man, it became harder and harder to do so?

She gritted her teeth; she really wanted to firmly reject the possibility of anything happening between the two of them, but she had been the one to kiss him first, and secondly, she didn't have the guts to embarrass him in public.