"Isn't it?" he asked hoarsely.
"No." She bit her lips, and her thoughts suddenly became very clear. "I trust you, but… I can't not worry about anything. I grew up alone, and no one took care of me or protected me, so it's an instinct. I can't control myself. Sometimes, I feel that you love and protect me too much, so much that I can't handle it. But every time I think about it, I feel guilty. I don't think I deserve your love. If you married someone else, like Ling Yutong, there wouldn't be such a problem between the two of you."
The man's eyes were bloodshot.
"Ye Shengge." His voice was hoarse. "Are you saying I suffocated you?"
She blinked and thought for a while. "No, I don't deserve it."
"It's not that you don't deserve it. It's my fault." The man kissed her eyes. "I've been forcing you to fall in love with me, forcing you to be completely devoted to me, and even forcing you to give up yourself… No wonder you can't handle it."
