"Just pretend it's the last time... Use hypnosis to tell me your true thoughts, to say everything... everything you want to tell me..."
Looking at the girl before him, her face covered in tears, Yan Huan spoke softly.
Then, he gently released Ye Shiyu's wrist, which was holding the phone.
He returned it, back to Ye Shiyu's front, aiming it at himself.
"滴滴... 嗒嗒..."
And there, Ye Shiyu gripping the phone tightly, was crying.
She lowered her head, silent for a long while...
Finally, she trembled, and with difficulty, pushed the phone from her face bit by bit.
The phone, once more, slightly moved away from her face...
But she was so timid, so fearful, that even using all her strength, she could only push the phone away, revealing half of her face.
Therefore, the girl before him...
Half of her face was sincere, red-eyed and tearful, timid yet brave.
The other half was the boy's equally sincere face reflected in the phone.
"呜..."
