Bai Yaoyao minded those words a lot. Moreover, he had never told her what she meant to him.
Bai Yaoyao's tone was full of bitterness.
She turned her head away, refusing to look at Duan Yanhao any longer. She felt that her heart was simply too weak for being bothered by such a small matter.
She had no idea when Duan Yanhao had slowly crept into her heart, offering her warmth.
All in all, she simply enjoyed the days with his company. With him by her side, she had never felt lonely. Her misery had also dissipated.
Duan Yanhao looked at how upset Bai Yaoyao looked. As he gently caressed her cheeks, he lowered his head and whispered into her ear, "Yaoyao, I have a past too, but that's all in the past. Would it bother you?"
Bai Yaoyao listened to Duan Yanhao's words, and her heart wavered. He had a past too?
