Xie Lizhen used to be an especially gentle and pure person. It was only after experiencing some things that she started to hate ye Junqing.
Even the tone she used to speak to ye Junqing had turned cold.
Listening to Xie Lizhen's accusations, ye Junqing felt guilty and blamed himself. It was as if his heart was being cut by a knife, and it hurt again and again.
"Lizhen, it's all my fault in the past. You can hit me or scold me, but don't leave. I really, really miss you."
Xie Lizhen forced back the tears in her eyes and controlled her mind as she looked at ye Junqing.
His eyes were filled with deep affection, and his expression was pained.
Xie Lizhen pursed her lips, and her heart softened.
"I won't believe you no matter what you say."
"It's okay, Lizhen. You'll believe me in the future. It's a great surprise to me that you're still alive. How can I bear to hurt you again?"
