Xiao Moyan struggled to pry Xia Lingying's tightly clasped hands off her waist. She endured the ache in her heart and walked out without looking back.  

I can’t turn back like this… I must not stoop so low again…  

Every step Xiao Moyan took was filled with difficulty, while behind her, Xia Lingying was in even greater pain. Watching Xiao Moyan’s retreating figure, she tilted her head back and shouted,  

"Xiao Moyan, I won’t give up on you!"