"I'm just not afraid." She said defiantly.
Pei Yuanchen kissed her cheek, his voice carrying a bit of a husky laugh: "I'll try to live a little longer, to be with you a little longer."
He Ziyi's eyes grew hot, and her nose followed suit, tingling.
But she tried to restrain her tears and nodded vigorously: "Okay, you promised me."
"Mm." He curled his lips, "Hurry and brush your teeth."
Only then did Ziyi put the toothbrush head into her mouth.
Pei Yuanchen smiled, let go of her, leaned against the wall, observing her with focused eyes.
Ziyi brushed her teeth, then washed her face. She shook off the water droplets from her hands and made a funny face at him in the mirror, "Uncle Xiaobao, do I look good?"
Pei Yuanchen looked at her seriously, then tugged his mouth indifferently: "It's alright."
Ziyi was very dissatisfied, turned around, and hugged his arm: "I'm obviously very good-looking! You're not being honest!"
