Ren Chuqing looked up, staring down at her own Wen Muqing with a dazed expression.
His handsome face was now ashen, and in those gleaming phoenix eyes was a blend of pain and repression.
"I won't fall in love with you, I will never fall in love with you!" His voice rang out, cold and icy, sounding not only as if he was speaking to her, but even more so to himself!
"You're lying; otherwise, why do you insist that I stay by your side? Is it really just because of the promise we made when we reunited? Wen Muqing, the more you keep me by your side, the more you'll fall in love with me!" Ren Chuqing said with certainty.
His gaze was fixed on her, "Do you really want to leave me that much? To the point of saying such preposterous and ridiculous words just to get away from me!"
She staggered to her feet, enduring the pain in her throat, "If it's preposterous and ridiculous, then why did the old master insist on me leaving you before he died? Because he knew, he knew that you love me…"
