A flicker of unusual emotion crossed Luo Haofeng's eyes.
Bai Xiaoxiao's grave demeanor gave him a bad premonition.
What Xiaoxiao wanted him to agree to was not something good.
One could even say, it was something he was unwilling to agree to, and unwilling to hear from her.
In his heart, it suddenly felt as if something had pricked him, a kind of indescribable pain spreading inch by inch.
"Xiaoxiao, what is it?"
Despite the pain in his heart, Luo Haofeng maintained a gentle smile on his handsome face, and his gaze at Bai Xiaoxiao was warm and soft.
Bai Xiaoxiao ignored the ache in her heart, saying indifferently, "I don't know if there will be a day when I can forget the past, face you calmly, but right now, I know clearly I can't."
"If you continue to appear in front of me time and again, it will only make me restless, even make me dislike you. Luo Haofeng, I said I don't hate you, so please don't make me hate you."
