"No."
Ye Zhan shook his head.
His tone carried emotions he couldn't quite hide.
Momo glanced at his injured hand, then looked at his handsome, noble face, and said gently, "Ye Zhan, being with you, I'm not afraid of danger or getting hurt. I just want you to promise me one thing."
"What is it?"
Ye Zhan put down his chopsticks.
Momo composed her expression and said seriously, "I want you to promise me that no matter what the reason is, you will never abandon me."
She feared he might act as he did before.
Clearly liking her, yet pushing her away.
Deep in Ye Zhan's heart, there was a strong feeling of shock and emotional stirring.
He hadn't known Momo for long, despite their mutual affection, they didn't know each other deeply.
Previously, he thought Momo was beautiful, smart, straightforward, kind, and brave.
But in this moment, he felt the woman before him was not just those qualities; she always surprised him.
