"GuYing," said Martin indifferently, as he walked forward step by step. The sound of his leather shoes was like a declaration of death.

　　Martin stood in front of GuYing and looked down at her, "let her go. She is innocent."

　　With a pale face, GuYing smiled, "you see, you are always like this. Why don't you look at me since you have her? Did I do anything wrong?"

　　"Love can't be forced," said Martin, "it's that person."

　　"That's why I'm not reconciled. Hahaha, I've suffered so much, but in the end you told me it was that person!" GuYing said, "what position do you put me in?"

　　"You are a...