"Wushuang, if you want me to be happy, you'll have to put in a lot of effort. Can you do that?"
"Of course I can!" Wushuang nodded firmly.
In her heart, Ache was the most pitiful person. No matter how much effort it took, she wanted to make him happy.
Ouyang Che stared at her, speaking each word carefully: "Since I was little, I haven't had a mother, and my father doesn't like me. He often beats and scolds me. I long for someone to always stay with me, no matter what happens, never leaving me and being really, really good to me... but I think that person won't be you."
"Why can't it be me?!" Wushuang got angry and puffed up her cheeks as she said, "I can, Ache, I can do all that!"
"You mean you'll always be with me, no matter what happens, and never leave me?"
Wushuang nodded, "If you don't leave me, I won't leave you."
"I won't leave you."
"Then I won't leave you either."
"And you can be really, really good to me?" Ouyang Che kept asking her.
