The next day, Feng Qingjue woke up leisurely. Seeing the familiar furnishings, she sat up and curled up at the foot of the bed.

Scattered hair is spread over the shoulders, covering the drooping face

What echoed in her mind was Si Junyan's affectionate words last night, which made her scarred heart shake a little, but... she believed it twice and was hurt twice. Each time, she was left completely bruised. How could she do it again?

I believe he can give her happiness

She raised her head slightly and looked at the top of the bed. Her dark hair slid down her cheeks, and the staggered tears on her face made her feel distressed.

Is she destined not to be happy, destined to be deceived by men forever, destined to be bruised every time she falls in love...

"Squeak..." The door was opened, and Si Junyan walked in holding a washbasin.

Feng Qingjue turned to look at him, her eyes a little hollow.

Putting down the washbasin, Si Junyan sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and gently wiped away the cold tears on her cheeks with his slender fingers.

"Why are you crying again?!" The pleasant voice was full of heartache.

Feng Qingjue was stunned and looked up at Si Junyan, her face covered by the black lotus still showed distress and unbearability, and her beautiful eyes were filled with all the tenderness.

"Si Junyan..." She whispered, her soft voice was like playing a guqin, nice and gentle.

"What's wrong?!" he responded, reaching out to tidy up her slightly messy hair.

"Is it true that it was a mistake for me to come to this world?!" If she had not come to this world, if she had not been reborn in this time and space, if she had not met Huangfu Xi, wouldn't she be so embarrassed...

Leaning in his arms, there was an ethereal atmosphere flowing around her quietly.

Si Junyan was stunned for a moment, and his hand holding her became tighter and tighter. His rapid breathing revealed his uneasiness, "No, Jue'er... If it weren't for you, who should I love..."

Without you, who should I love and think about?! Without you, my heart...will it always be empty? These words, he was silent in his heart

Feng Qingjue remained silent, just quietly nestling in his arms, her heart as calm as water... Love would only be a gust of wind, causing ripples, but it would not cause a stormy sea.

He had already expected the scene, and when she really didn't speak, he would still be heartbroken.
Chapter completed!