"How about..." Shan Guanning turned around and looked at her.
"Huh?" Wei Yan looked up at the other party without avoiding it.
"Start over again?"
Wei Yan was a little shocked, but he restrained himself and said, "No."
Then he whispered again: "You will get tired of me, and you will ask me about the future. You will say that you don't love me."
Did you know?
I want to suppress all my feelings for you and avoid all your tenderness towards me.
I don't want to try your gentle knife again, and I don't want to be in danger again.
No.
It's not that we have no future.
I am a talent with no future.
Concept: A gentle knife
