But Huo Xiyao still held back.
Now was clearly not a good time to confess his feelings, and although Xia Chu might have already taken a liking to him, he still wasn't sure whether she was ready to accept his confession.
Even if she agreed to it, who could guarantee that it wasn't because she had just been injured and was at a vulnerable moment?
Could she have agreed out of sympathy and helplessness, not wanting to upset him?
Plus, he wanted to give her the most wonderful and unforgettable confession.
That meant he couldn't be hasty, he needed to plan carefully and wait for the right moment.
Xia Chu herself was actually feeling quite down.
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became; if the bullet had been even slightly off its trajectory, or if some accident had occurred while on the road… the person who had been completely fine when she left might never be…
And so, just now, despite the cold weather, her back was covered in a cold sweat.
