"Did I touch your wound?"
"No, and even if you did, it's fine, come on."
Petra gazed lovingly at Yang Yi, then suddenly leaned on him, crying, "But I still can't bear to be apart from you, I understand all the reasons, but I just can't let go..."
"You really pressed on it this time..."
"Ah, I'm sorry."
"It's okay, let's finish this first."
After a long while, Petra finally got off Yang Yi, then she burst into tears.
All Yang Yi could do was say passionately: "Darling, hurry your father up to break off the engagement, I'm feeling guilty now."
"It will be soon. I'll handle the breaking off myself. Didn't we agree to not talk about this?"
"Sorry, I'm just anxious. Only when you're completely free can we truly be lovers."
"Will you marry me? Promise me!"
