Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Pei Yuanchen didn't speak, but slowly pulled her hand down.

He Ziyi, although I don't know why you fell in love with me... Pei Yuanchen twitched the corners of his lips and tried to sound casual, Your taste is really not that good, but... I am honored.

Uncle Xiaobao, I'm not afraid. Ziyi suddenly said loudly, I'm not afraid of death!

Pei Yuanchen laughed hoarsely.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he leaned over and placed a kiss on her forehead.

But I'm afraid. His voice was calm, but there was an imperceptible tremor in it, Also, if something happens to you, have you ever thought about how sad your father, mother, brother and sister-in-law would be?

Ziyi started to cry and choked: But... if you die, if...

You are worrying too much. Pei Yuanchen smiled, On my own, the possibility of being discovered is very small, but if you are added to the mix, the chance will be greatly increased. He Ziyi, if you want to be with me, maybe It will kill me.

Ziyi trembled slightly, and tears rolled down in big drops.

I don't want you to die... she sobbed, Uncle Xiaobao, I don't want you to die...

Yes. The man responded hoarsely, Don't curse me. Of course I will live well. When you get married, maybe I will still attend.

He Ziyi cried so hard that he was out of breath.

I don't want... I don't want to marry someone else... she sobbed, I don't want...

Pei Yuanchen stared at her tear-stained face, and suddenly had the illusion that his soul was withdrawn.

It was as if he was watching this scene from a third person's perspective.

All senses left him, and all he had left was this body.

He Ziyi, one day you will realize that I am nothing to you. He wiped her tears calmly, with no expression on his pale face, I'm waiting for that day.

Ziyi's hand was pulled off by him.

But she was unwilling to give in and grabbed his arm again, sobbing and shaking her head.

How she hoped Uncle Xiaobao was teasing her.

In fact, it's not that serious at all. He just simply hates her, so he gives such a bad excuse.

If he simply doesn't like her, then it doesn't matter, she just needs to keep trying to make him like her.

But now, he says he can't be with her.

Can't, doesn't mean unwilling.

This word almost cuts off all possibilities.

Ziyi cried so hard that she could hardly breathe.

Pei Yuanchen held up her face and lowered his head to kiss away her tears, but her tears seemed to be endless.

The man felt that his heart had contracted into a ball, and all the emotions were squeezed inside. Once it exploded, it would be enough to kill him without a burial place.

It's time for me to go. He uttered these words hoarsely, Don't cry anymore, your face is swollen.

Ziyi looked at him with tearful eyes, still sobbing.

Uncle Xiaobao... Her lips trembled, Do you like me?

Pei Yuanchen didn't speak for a long time.

There was still no expression on his face, but a dark blue filled his eyes, as if a hurricane was brewing.

Yes, I like it. He uttered these words hoarsely, He Ziyi, you are quite likable.

His tone sounded casual at first.

But every word seemed to have been exhausted.