Zhantai Xuan looked at Chen Feng and immediately guessed his thoughts.
"You don't have to worry about me, I'll be fine, and I don't need any of your sympathy. If it's because of sympathy you're trying to compensate me or do something of the sort, I don't want it. Because I love you, I don't want you to feel burdened in the slightest."
Zhantai Xuan said seriously.
Chen Feng gave a bitter smile. The more Zhantai Xuan said, the guiltier he felt.
"Miss Zhantai..."
"You used to call me Xuan'er."
"Okay, Xuan'er, doesn't this make you tired?"
"Loving you is a happy thing, even if I can only watch you from behind," Zhantai Xuan said softly.
Chen Feng was taken aback again.
Is this a walking love letter? Each line comes from the bottom of the heart, causing palpitations.
Just as Chen Feng wanted to say something, a loud laughter abruptly resounded from outside: "Brother, I am here."
Then, a figure swooshed and rushed in.
