What does she say when he loves her? What is she when he doesn't love her?

"Then how long can you love me?" she asked. She thought it would last a lifetime, and they had agreed...

"There's no guarantee."

He stared at her with cold eyes, forcing her to observe her expression.

Bai Yunshang is indeed very hurt——[

She will never change after falling in love. But if she loses her memory, is hypnotized, becomes stupid, or gets into a car accident...

The future has infinite variables and possibilities. Indeed, she cannot even guarantee what will happen in the future.

"So what do you want to tell me?" Bai Yunshang's reaction disappointed him, "You regret falling in love with me?"

Sikong Zeye got angry: "Tell you, love is in the present, learn to cherish it!"

"I cherish you very much... Everything I do now is because I cherish you!"

"..."

"If one day you don't love me anymore, you must tell me immediately. I don't want to be the last person in the world to know."

Sikong Zeye seemed to feel that there was no way to continue the conversation, so he pulled at his collar to get some air.

Unexpectedly, the force was so great that the buttons on the front row collapsed.

He simply pulled off all the buttons and took off his shirt.

The bathroom door was slammed hard——

Bai Yunshang saw that the shirt that was thrown on the ground was made by her herself. He was usually careful when putting it on, for fear that the force would be too great and the shirt would break.

She picked up broken buttons one by one on the ground.

Her eyes were so sore that she wanted to shed tears, so she wiped them hard. It was just a small difficulty, couldn't they hold on?

Bai Yunshang really felt suffocated by internal and external worries.

There are problems everywhere now. Problems are coming one after another. If one problem is not solved, the next one will come.

Bai Yunshang picked up the last button and put it away. She looked around to see that the room was clean and tidy. It seemed that no one had lived in it before. She opened the door and wanted to find the servant to ask for needlework.

When I was halfway down the corridor, I felt a wet hand grasping my shoulder.

Sikong Zeye still had foam on his head and only had a bath towel wrapped around his lower body. He had obviously just rushed out of the bathroom.[

Before she could react, she was carried on her back and thrown back to the big bed in the room...

Sikong Zeye locked the door backwards, took out the key from the keyhole, and walked back to the bathroom.
Chapter completed!