Slowly, Xun Ruliu let go of Lun You's body. She lowered her head, wiping away tears, and whispered, "I'm fine now. I can go back alone. You don't need to escort me."
Lun You watched her bowed head, unable to see her face clearly, only her chin wet with tears. Xun Ruliu kept wiping the tears off her face incessantly, like a faucet that couldn't be turned off, and the tears wouldn't stop. Lun You whispered softly, "You've just been discharged from the hospital. Going back alone... isn't good. Perhaps..."
"Lun You," Xun Ruliu interrupted him, lifting her head to look at him with a hint of defiance and restraint in her eyes, "Please, leave me a little dignity."
Her eyes were very red, tears kept falling, but her gaze was resolute, with calmness that contained strength.
She was such a woman of self-respect and self-love, only appearing so disheveled because of love, and even now, she merely hoped her lover would leave her a little dignity.
