On the other side, Zhiyuan's black orbs were fixed on Xinyi as he slowly asked, "Because you cannot hurt me?"
"Yes…" she wiped the corner of her eye. "Please don't ask me anything, Zhiyuan," it felt as if her soft voice was begging him, "I don't want to…"
A thought came across his mind and he slowly widened his eyes. "That time when you got afraid and pushed me away...is it because of this same thing?"
She froze. She slightly trembled but couldn't answer. Zhiyuan noticed the change in her demeanor and her face that had turned pale which said that he was right on the mark. Her traumatic reaction and the abortion was connected.
As he thought about it more and more, the foggy picture in front of him became clearer. He still didn't know the truth, but somehow, he felt he guessed the source of it.
"Xinyi, tell me the truth," his heart started madly racing in his chest as he feared the worst. "Did I do something?"
