"An Ziqing!" he called her softly.
"Hmm!"
"Stay by my side obediently, okay! Don't do anything to let me down again! I consider everything in the past as if it never happened. I'm begging you, please don't betray me again." His voice was almost pleading.
He really didn't want to be betrayed by her again!
The feeling was so painful it felt suffocating, like dying once over.
An Ziqing opened her eyes, tears from earlier still there, a teardrop slipping down, seemingly landing on Ling Chuan's clothes.
An Ziqing raised her hand, casually wiping it away.
"If I do something again, would you really not want me anymore?" An Ziqing's voice was very light, very light.
Clearly, it was meant for Ling Chuan to hear.
Yet afraid he might hear.
"Yes, I wouldn't want you." Ling Chuan answered her.
An Ziqing's body trembled slightly.
He could feel it, so he held her even tighter.
She was silent in his arms, giving him no promise.
