He turned his head to look at Zhan Mingyan, lifted her chin with his hand, forcing her to look up at him, "Zhan Mingyan, the words I've just spoken are not a joke; I like you."
Zhan Mingyan gazed steadily at him, the mist in her eyes gathering. She bit her lip, holding back the tears from falling.
"I don't want to listen, I don't believe it."
She brushed away his hand and turned around, curling up into a ball, her hands covering her ears.
Having been rejected by him twice, having felt pain twice was enough; she did not want to experience it a third time.
Bai Jue unbuckled her seatbelt and reached out to pull her hands towards him, forcing her to turn around. He then grabbed a towel to cover her head, gently wiping her damp hair.
Looking at the redness around her eyes, he softened his voice, "I'm sorry, it was my fault before, it was me being insensitive. You can hit me or punish me, just don't avoid me anymore, okay?"
