Ye Che turned around, cradling Xia Weiyi's face with a heartache, his profound and affectionate eyes staring at her intensely as if trying to absorb her into his marrow.
This silly woman, does she still not know, everything he had done, good or bad, using every trick and method, providing utmost care, was all for Xia Weiyi, for the woman he loved deeply in this life.
Ye Che suddenly felt that perhaps, behind Xia Weiyi's strength, hides a heart that is extremely fragile, due to the shadows cast by Zhou Ting and his grandparents.
Therefore, the more you care, the more you love, the less you are willing to accept, the more afraid you are of losing.
A simple "I love you," though deeply carved, still could not express Ye Che's heart.
He lifted his hand, touched Xia Weiyi's chin, making her look at himself, at his eyes, to see how resolute, how deeply devoted and unregrettably infatuated he was.
