If it were before, perhaps she would have been thrilled by Shi Che's slightest bit of gentleness, an indulgent gaze, a faint gentle smile. But now, seeing everything he did, his kindness to her, his gentleness, his patience, all became the sharpest needles, piercing her heart viciously.
She didn't know what Shi Che really wanted, she only knew that every minute, every second Shi Che was in front of her, it was torture for her.
She had tried so hard to forget him faintly, to keep herself from thinking about him. These days, she had finally calmed down, genuinely living her new life. But why did he have to appear again, why come and entangle her?
The hand Shi Che held the spoon with was forcefully pushed away, causing his body to be pushed to one side, and the other hand, which held the bowl, moved slightly, causing some porridge to spill out, splashing onto his hand.
