"..." Chi Xingye bit her lip tightly, finally straining a few words from her hoarse throat: "It's true..."
Upon hearing these three words.
A surge of strong emotions began tumbling within Helian Chengyan's heart.
Two years ago, what she said was true!
It was all true!
He held her small face in his hands, his fingers caressed her cheeks, catching the tears that kept falling.
Their breaths intermingled in the darkness.
Helian Chengyan's lips trembled slightly, almost touching hers as he asked again: "Then ... what about after two years? You said you would never love me in this lifetime, is that true?"
Chi Xingye's small face vigorously shook within his large palms.
"It's not true... It's not true..."
No one knew how much her heart had ached when she had said those words against her own will.
Helian Chengyan heard her denial.
He didn't feel happy; instead, he suddenly felt an urge to strangle this woman who was saying contradictory things.
