He's My Fiancée ! : I Went Back To The Past and You !

Chapter: Scintilla

" LET ME GO! " Xiao Yun's hand slap him in anger, her fierce voice and eyes glare deeply in resentment to him. Li Lei's pale cheeks turn redder as time passes, the aching pain in his heart hurt more than the burning pain on his cheek.

His usual dark eyes looked darker than ever, the rejection of the girl shook his heart to its core. However, he could never show his hesitations and regrets in front of the girl.

In her views, the man's apathetic and cold expression irritates her more, the resentment that she felt for the man grew deeper. The girl's vicious eyes flared up in anger and shout at the top of her lungs.

" GET OUT !! "

The grip on the girl's hand loosened, his deep black eyes shift from hers. He lays her food next to her bed along with her medicine.

He was about to open his red lips yet he shut his mouth tightly once again and bit his trembling lower lips. No word could be heard from his lips as he shut the door.

After he closes the bedroom door, Xiao Yun in anger throw the vase to the floor. The sharp pieces of the ceramic scattered bellow her feet, she didn't know that the view of the breaking vase was akin to the man's heart.

Sharp, scattering and at the same time, fragile..

On the other hand, the man dragged his feet along his exhausted body back to his room. As soon as he arrives, he lays his body to the cold bed and curled his legs, like a lonely child.

His long arms hugged his knees as if that was the only thing that can ease his pain.

A writhing like breath that he let out, a pained breath that could never be heard by anyone.

He took a deeper breathe and let out his breath until his lungs hurt, along with his pain. The deeper he took his breathe, the longer he exhales his breath.

The pain in his on his heart was far more painful than the pain on his lungs.

Crying for him was his weakness, it was the only thing that he could never show to anyone...He never knew since when crying became a big weakness for him.

The girl's smile had faded and what left was her anger....The twinkles in her eyes had also vanished...

So, why does he lock her up? Became her chain by marrying her ... Even though her heart could never be his?

He knew that he is dangerous to her, he knew that he should've let her go...But he never knew how painful it was to watch her as she smile.....As she utters the words of love to another person.

Like a knot that was difficult to undo, what he did had been set on the stone. Time flows faster than the light and her smiles could never come back.

' Her smile has never been mine in the first place...' he mumbled

The man had made the decision to stay by her side no matter what. Even if she loathes the sight of him, he promised to be by her side.

He knew... He knew this all, how painful it was, yet....

The pain that he felt aches every time he saw her eyes that detest him and when he heard her poisonous words.

She was akin to a rose for him, a rose that was never his.

Her petals belonged to someone else..... He needs to let go of her, he knew that... yet he forcefully pluck the rose for himself, before it fell to the hand of another person.

And what left from the rose were its thorns .....

He despises himself for being weak,

He also despises himself for being selfish...

The darkness of the night is as dark as his heart, He wondered to himself...

Was he wrong ? or was he right?

Was he the one who destroyed her happiness and smiles?

She could live with another person even if he was not by her side, but how about him?

He could never live without her, but she could live without him...

The only thing he should've done was to let her go....and that way her beautiful smile would forever remain....yet, why didn't he did that?

It was his selfishness, his obsessiveness, his love ..

The voices in his head whispers separate like angels and demons, telling him to let her go or to keep her chained up forever.

He drift away from his thought to his subconsciousness, between his closed eyes teardrop flowed unconsciously.

His fragile voice as if it was pleading mumbled-

" I'm sorr-"