"Of course you aren't a wildflower! You're the stars… the ocean… I like you…" Ye Wanwan looked up, her clear and bright eyes staring at him with unusual seriousness.
"You…" Si Yehan didn't expect her to say such a thing and was completely dazed by the last three words. However, he thought of something and his entire person wilted rapidly.
"No one likes me," Si Yehan replied.
"Oh? How coincidental! My name is actually 'No One'."
"Who am I?"
Ye Wanwan's mind was crisply clear. "The world's kindest-kindest, purest-purest, most-most wonderful gorgeous man in the world who's been imprisoned by a cruel and perverted devil!"
The air was silent.
Si Yehan's faintly dangerous gaze unblinkingly locked onto her. "Do you know what your words mean…?"
"What?" Ye Wanwan asked.
"I mean I won't let you go."
Ye Wanwan blinked, uncomprehending. "Why would you let me go?"
