"Dai'er, I wasn't confident enough. I felt inferior and thought that I wasn't worthy of such a beautiful person like you. That's why I became more and more sensitive and afraid of losing you."
Mo Chen held her hand. "I love you."
"I don't believe you." Ning Dai rolled her eyes and deliberately didn't look at him.
She needed him to confess his feelings.
Thinking about it carefully, he seemed to have been passively accepting her. He had never taken too much initiative towards her, and his love for her seemed to be the same.
"My heart is filled with you." Mo Chen gently patted her forehead, his gaze dark. "From the first time I saw you when I was young, I fell in love with you. I have never regretted taking the fall for you."
If he had not saved her back then, causing his legs to be crippled or disfigured, he would have regretted it for the rest of his life.
But fortunately, there were no ifs and buts. He had saved her.
