Xia Weiyi left the prosecutor's office, her entire being like a soulless puppet, her hollow eyes reddened, silently shedding tears. Xu Zhiye pulled out a tissue to wipe them away, but they continued to fall, so he wiped again, and still, they kept dropping.
After using up an entire pack of tissues, Xu Zhiye then took hold of Xia Weiyi's shoulders with a dark look in his eyes.
He was out of patience, even wanted to yell at her, but when he felt her shoulders tremble beneath his palms, he could not bear it and could only sigh helplessly, gently bringing her into his embrace.
"Weiyi, can we go back to how things were two years ago? I am Ziliang..." Xu Zhiye's voice was so soft and gentle, seemingly carrying a hint of pleading.
Xia Weiyi looked up at Xu Zhiye, her eyes were beautiful, even through the tears, her eyelashes trembling before she looked down again. After a pause, she spoke, "When is Ye Che getting out?"
