Gu Jiayin looked at Pei Nianchen and suddenly felt that the world's language was so pale.
She froze in place, unable to speak.
She was afraid that once she opened her mouth to break up, he would, like that day, end everything with death.
Four eyes met, silence, time ticked away second by second.
He saw the difficult retreat in her eyes.
So, Pei Nianchen suddenly laughed at himself, "You still don't want me." He turned to look out the window, watching the traffic on the street, "Do you find me dirty after all?"
"Brother Nianchen, I don't."
Gu Jiayin felt very wronged; she really hadn't thought of him like that. He was still her Brother Nianchen, but love for her had truly drifted away with the wind, and family affection suited her better.
Pei Nianchen was silent for a full ten seconds before he brought his gaze back, looking at Gu Jiayin's aggrieved expression, speaking quietly, unable to hide the self-deprecating meaning,
