Tao Yi spoke sincerely, and the devotion in his eyes was genuine.
Yet, there wasn't a ripple in Hai Xiaotang's heart.
She apologized, "I'm sorry, Brother Tao, but I'm afraid I can't accept your feelings."
"Is it because of fear?" Tao Yi asked delicately, "You could try spending time with me, if you think…"
Hai Xiaotang shook her head, interrupting him.
"There's no need, Brother Tao. When I say I'm not interested in love, I mean it. I know it's hard for people to understand, they might think I'm just being dramatic as a young woman, but I'm serious. Brother Tao, I hope you can understand me…"
Although Tao Yi felt disappointed, his feelings for her were even stronger.
What kind of pain had she endured to have such a jaded perspective?
But she didn't speak of it, and he couldn't press her.
Tao Yi ultimately chose to understand, "Xiaotang, live according to your own wishes. But if one day you require love, turn around, I'll be behind you."
