Weiyi's heart suddenly felt desolate, and with a cold laugh, she said, "If you really care about me, then please, from now on, never appear in front of me again."
"My dad died, my mom... also died..."
After taking a deep breath, Weiyi finished her last sentence and didn't hesitate to hang up the phone. Feeling that wasn't enough, she also pressed the power button to turn it off.
Then she faced Ye Che's somewhat anxious gaze, only managing a stiff smile and didn't speak.
Ye Che had been paying attention to every move she made, knowing she seemed to be troubled by something.
Hesitating for a long time, he eventually just embraced Weiyi in the bed, murmuring, "Be good, go to sleep."
Weiyi crawled into bed, lowered her head and nestled her face in Ye Che's chest. She closed her eyes, trying hard to fall asleep, but her mind kept replaying her minimal interactions with Zhou Ting.
