"Five years ago, I hurt you. You're allowed to stay angry; I won't blame you. Even if you hate me, I don't mind."
Mo Chuxi raised his hand, his cool fingertips brushing away the tears at the corner of her eyes like a dragonfly skimming the water.
"Baby, if you hate me, if you want revenge, make sure to stay by my side. Better yet, sleep next to me every night—you'll have plenty of chances to kill me."
Hearing the icy clarity in his every word, Yan Xinxin bit down on her lip, her gaze meeting his.
"Mo Chuxi, do you think I don't dare to kill you? Do you think I love you so much that I can't bring myself to do it?"
"You do love me, don't you?"
"Yes! I do love you."
Yan Xinxin admitted.
Those few words were like a drop of honey falling into Mo Chuxi's heart.
"But the love I had for you disappeared the moment I realized you were the man from five years ago!"
Yan Xinxin shouted.
The sweetness that had melted into his heart suddenly turned bitter in the next second.
