Wen Yi slowly sat up, her one leg returning to the floor as she raised a hand to comb through her medium-length hair, looking at him while nodding her head, her expression blank as she said, "I really didn't expect... that even now, you still won't let me go."
After sitting up, she sighed deeply and pinched the bridge of her nose, chuckling, "You're so persistent, I'm starting to think you must really love me."
He gazed at her deeply and quietly, "If I really loved you, would you agree to come back with me?"
Wen Yi smiled slowly, "When you say that, do you believe it yourself?"
Mo Shichen bent forward, his hands propping up beside her, a smile spreading across his lips, his voice tender, "Hungry? I'll take you to eat something."
She turned her face away, "I don't want to eat with you."
He reached out to brush her grown-out hair, "Baby, not eating will make you hungry."
"..."
