Bai Zhi fell silent once again.
Faced with her silence, Duan Xingzhi felt uneasy again, "So, are you going to reject me again?"
Bai Zhi endured her sore waist, wrapped herself in the quilt, and sat up. She gathered her hair and asked very seriously, "Do you really not care that I've been married and had a child?"
Duan Xingzhi also sat up and held her shoulder, more earnest than she was, "Xiao Bai, I'll say this one last time, I don't care if you've been married or had a child; I only care if you can come back to me. As long as you're willing to be with me again, I won't mind the past."
"You... really don't mind?"
Bai Zhi actually didn't quite believe it, because if it were her, she might not be able to be completely indifferent.
"You don't believe me?"
"Mmm." Bai Zhi spoke honestly this time.
Duan Xingzhi waved his hand helplessly and finally asked, "Then what do I need to do for you to trust me? I already want to marry you, why don't you believe me?"
