The Little Sick Cat in His Palm

Before they broke up: Xu Chengzhi held her and coaxed her. “Baby, you can't eat it cold.” Yin Xiao wouldn't budge. “I want it.” Xu Chengzhi gave in helplessly. “Be good. I'll warm it up for you.” After they broke up: Xu Chengzhi looked at her coldly and distantly. “Miss Yin, please show some respect.” Yin Xiao pouted miserably. “I miss you.” Xu Chengzhi: “...I miss you too.” She was sick, and only he could cure her. He thought she wasn't sick, and she thought he didn't want to cure her, so they broke up. When they split, Xu Chengzhi secretly swore that if she dared to leave, he dared to forget her. Later, she left and then came back, tearfully complaining to him, “Zhizhi, it hurts.” Her eyes and brows were just as lovely as ever, and he promptly threw the oath he'd made back then to the dogs.