Why Are You Crying

The weather was cold, especially on a rainy day. 

It was a damp and cold weather, with chills to the bone brought by gusts of wind. Drizzles of rain were as cold as little icicles on the skin.

Shen Xi reflexively wanted to kick when she felt a sudden tug on her luggage. After taking a closer look at the person, she put down the suitcases. "Let go." 

Did he not just throw her out? 

Why was he back? 

Did he just grow a conscience? 

"Give them to me." Fu Qingxuan looked at her with an idle threat. "Hand the suitcases to me." 

Shen Xi pulled back and regained her grip on the suitcases while keeping a straight face on. Without sparing him another glance, she continued her journey with her luggage in hand. 

Fu Qingxuan's complexion was beaming red as he picked up the pace to catch up to her. He pulled her arm and said, "Come home with me." 

Shen Xi walked on without looking back. "Not going with you. That's your home, not mine."