Lin Fei'er brushed Li Peng's hand away. She forced herself to control her desire to cry and firmly withdrew her hands from Li Peng.
"You don't have to say more. It's useless to speak further."
Li Peng was alarmed and panicky. He shook his head again in disbelief and stretched his hand wanting to touch Lin Fei'er's face.
Lin Fei'er turned to her side to dodge from Li Peng's touch.
Li Peng's hand froze in mid-air. His lips moved and there was an unprecedented fear in his heart.
He knew clearly at that moment he was going to lose Lin Fei'er.
However, Li Peng couldn't take it. His tears fell onto Lin Fei'er's hand. He lowered his head to kiss the tears on Lin Fei'er's hand. His genuine gesture was like a devotee.
"Fei'er, I know, I know you love me, right? You love me…"
His eyes were blank and felt his heart had a hundred holes and a thousand scars, as if bitten by ants.
