Lin Chu was playing with the pebbles on the ground and didn't look up, so she couldn't see the fleeting ripple in the man's deep, mysterious eyes.
She didn't understand, "What will I do?"
This time, Lu Huai'an didn't call her stupid but expanded the short three words into a complete sentence, "If I'm always bad to you, will you leave?"
No matter how coldly he spoke, she always followed behind him, never lagging a step.
Therefore, he had never thought about this question.
The pebble at her feet was kicked away, and after a moment of daze, Lin Chu looked up.
Unprepared, she fell into a pair of deep, ink-like eyes, filled with an intent she couldn't understand.
Surrounded by lively noise, Lin Chu seemed only able to see the person before her.
After a while, she spoke softly, "A person's heart, after all, is flesh. Passion, when ignored for too long, might just lose its vigor. So, Lu Huai'an..."
