"In the future, don't call me Xiaoci. You can call my full name Yi Qianci, or call me Yi classmate and Yi Er young master." his cold voice sounded, "and there should be nothing to talk about between us."

"You're still angry with me, aren't you? I know I shouldn't have..."

But before she finished, he had raised his other hand and clasped the left hand she had held his hand.

Suddenly, her left hand hurt.

With a low cry, her two willow eyebrows wrinkled.

"If you don't want to hurt your hand, let it go," he said.

Her teeth clenched her lips, but she didn't want to let go of her hands so easily.

Inexplicably, she has an intuition at the moment. It seems that once it is released, she and he may not go back to the past.

In this way, he Zixin endured the pain and continued to hold Yi Qianci's hand.

"Xiao Ci, I really... Have a lot to say to you." she murmured.

"I remember I made it clear to you on the phone. Since then, you have not been my sister, so you don't have to call me a little farewell," he said.

Her body trembled and her face became pale. "Do you really want to make a complete distinction with me because of a misunderstanding?"

"Before me and you, there was more than a misunderstanding," he replied. "Also, I repeat, let go, otherwise it will only be you who will be hurt."

"If it's not a misunderstanding, what else? What else can you make a complete distinction between you and me?" she asked.

"Because you just think of me as a 'brother'." he said, slowly leaning down and his cheek close to her face, "but in the future, you can rest assured that I won't have any feelings for you. Those feelings used to be nothing to me now."

Her pupils suddenly shrunk, "I... I don't understand what you mean. What's' nothing '?"

He suddenly put his finger hard, and a sharp pain came from her wrist.

"Ah!" she cried in pain. The finger that had held his hand was finally released uncontrollably.

"Because I have forgotten all those feelings." his voice came into her ear, and his fingers released her hand.

She stared at his figure and disappeared from her vision little by little. She wanted to raise her feet and catch up with him, but her feet sank badly and her body trembled.

Forget?

Why did he forget the word?

Just now, the look and tone of his conversation with her were completely different from before, as if she really meant nothing to him!

He Zixin lowered her head and looked at the red mark on her wrist. This is... The bruise left by him pinching her wrist just now.

Once he was reluctant to let her get hurt. If anyone hurt her, he would be desperate to help her get it back, but now... She was hurt by him.

A feeling of fear spread in her body, as if telling her what she might lose

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He Zixin came to Yi's house to see Yi Qianci.

Yi Qianjin looked at he Zixin with a pale face with some worry. "Sister Zixin, don't worry."

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