Zhenxi mocked with a sneer, “So serious about love, that’s unexpected! I was just joking with you. Who would believe things like responsibility or ‘I love you’ anymore?”
“You’re avoiding reality. I believe there exists love that can make one give up everything!”
“Which is why I say, all women are fools!” He flopped onto the bed, “I’m going to sleep.” Supporting his head with his hand, “If you stay here any longer, I might get the wrong idea.” He laughed quite smugly.
“Goodnight.” She left his room.
In my heart, there is already someone I like. But I lack confidence in love; I fear being abandoned again. Zhenxi painfully clutched his pillow, the unpleasant memories from childhood flooding back into his mind.
Zhenxi, haven’t you noticed that I already feel differently about you than others? But this love would only be mocked by you; I don’t want to be despised by you. How can I help you overcome your fear of love? Chun leaned against the wall, painfully closing her eyes.
Yaya’s car stopped outside the house.
“It’s been four years, and you still remember the way home.” Ye Feng was conflicted inside. Ignoring him, she couldn’t forget that he was her brother; paying attention, she feared hearing words she didn’t want to hear.
“I’ve never forgotten.” Yaya opened the car door with the remote, “I’ll walk you in.”
“No, Yaya, listen to me again. We are impossible.”
“There’s no such thing as impossible in this world.” He got out of the car and forcefully slammed the door.
Ye Feng reluctantly let him in. Everything in the house was still in its place, even his room was the same. In his room, there was an FZR model.
“The entire Wu family has gone to the US, and he said this is your car. I’ve always hoped you could come back home,” she met his gaze, “As your sister, I want nothing more than this.”
“Fang Feng…”
