Was it when she climbed into Luo Xiao's bed, or when he fell in love with her first?
Emotions are the most hurtful things, Chen An had long ago told him, whoever falls in love first loses.
Yet he could never hold on to that balance.
"Mo Nanjue," Tong Ran approached, her little face ghastly pale, reaching out to hold his hand, "You go in with me first…"
Mo Nanjue sneered, "What, are you afraid I'll kill him?"
"…"
The man's brows carried self-mockery, "Every time, you're afraid I'll kill him."
The latter half of his sentence was left unsaid.
What he wanted to say was, every time you're afraid I'll kill him, did you see him killing me silently?
Tong Ran cast down her eyes, she hadn't thought about who would kill who, "I just want to be with you…"