Duan Yunchen stretched out his hand to touch Ling Heyue's face, but Ling Heyue suddenly turned his head to avoid it. Duan Yunchen's hand froze in the air, and then slowly fell on Ling Heyue's hair, picking off the leaves that fell in his hair.
Duan Yunchen chuckled softly, and then lay back on the animal skin. Ling Heyue's voice came: "Others like me, usually because of my body or face. Some people like me for being well-behaved and don't ask for anything except money, or they like to torture me and like to see me begging for mercy. Duan Yunchen... You are different from them. What do you like about me?"
"I don't know either." Duan Yunchen put his hands behind his head and said casually: "By the time I found out that I liked you, I already liked you to death."
Ling Heyue burst into laughter, and he sighed: "Your love words are really exaggerated."
"No exaggeration at all."
"Duan Yunchen, how long have we known each other? It's normal for you to have misunderstandings when you like someone for the first time. Don't say this to the next person. People will think you are such a frivolous person."
Duan Yunchen quietly held Ling Heyue's hand and said softly: "Ling Heyue, from the beginning to the end, will only be you. If you don't believe it, I will guard you until you believe it."
"But, I don't want to fall in love with you. Your business is destined to be a loss." "It doesn't matter," Duan Yunchen squeezed Ling Heyue's hand and conveyed warmth, "Rather than falling in love with me, I hope you fall in love with yourself first."
Intention: Save yourself