I don't love you anymore

However, Lu Ziyi still carried Qin Yuanyuan, and sat on the chair. His gaze never left Qin Yuanyuan's face, as if he did not see enough no matter how hard he looked.

Lu Ziyi looked at the other party and said flatly, with no intention to let Qin Yuanyuan go at all.

She slept quietly and did not answer.

But he knew that if she was conscious, she would definitely blame him. The person she cared about the most was her family, and in the past, he also had the chance to be her family.

Lu Ziyi's eyelashes trembled, and unconsciously, he hugged the person in his embrace tighter, and those half-closed eyes revealed heavy pain.

Qin Yuanyuan only felt her entire body go limp, as if she had just had a very, very long dream. It felt like someone was looking at her.

Who was it?

Who could be looking at her with such a strong, burning gaze?

It was as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

Qin Yuanyuan slowly opened her eyes. What entered her vision was the ceiling that was once deeply buried in her memories, and was a little familiar.

She … He had seen this ceiling before. This pattern and texture … Where was it?

"Are you awake?" A hoarse voice resounded in her ears.

Qin Yuanyuan was shocked. She turned her head instinctively, and that handsome, godlike face entered her line of sight.

It's Lu Ziyi!

The scenes from before he fainted quickly played back in Qin Yuanyuan's mind. Only now did she clearly see the current situation. He was lying on the same bed as her, and his arm was wrapped around her, just like four years ago!

She moved her body, wanting to stand up and pull away from him, but she didn't expect his arm to exert a little force and pull her even more tightly into his embrace.

In terms of strength, she couldn't even compare to him! She had known this before.

Qin Yuanyuan took a deep breath, pursed her lips, and said to Si Lu Ziyi: "Let go, I want to get up."

He looked at her steadily, then smiled. As soon as the words left his mouth, his hand had indeed left her body.

Qin Yuanyuan heaved a sigh of relief and got off the bed. Only now did he realize that this was the room that Lu Ziyi had first shared with him. Everything was the same as he remembered. There was even a yellowed storybook placed on the bedside.

Sometimes, one couldn't be more affected by the situation.

Although she had already let go of her former feelings, she still felt a bit sour when she saw this storybook.

He looked at her hurt face. He gripped his big hands and wouldn't let her leave his side again.

Qin Yuanyuan never thought that he would be able to take her away so forcefully. "What about Yihan, what have you done to him? Where is she now? I want to see him! " A series of questions emerged from her mouth. At this moment, all that remained in her mind was the safety of her son.

He approached her step by step, his lips still holding that faint smile. "He is my son, and more so your son. I won't do anything to him?"

She suddenly heaved a sigh of relief. Indeed, Yihan was his son, but all of a sudden, she raised her head and looked at him. What he meant was, even if Yihan wasn't his son, just because he was her son, wouldn't do him any harm?

"Let me see Yihan!" In the end, she was still worried.

"No rush." He smiled as if he was seducing her. When he leaned over so that his face was close to hers, his breath also landed on her face, "Do you know? I have a lot of things I want to say to you, Yuanyuan … "

He muttered her name softly, but it couldn't resist drilling into her ears …

Instinctively, she stepped back, one step, two steps … As for him, he approached her step by step. Every step she took, he took.

Until her back was pressed against the wall, leaving her no room to retreat.

His arms were on both sides of her body, completely trapping her in his embrace. "Do you really want to run away from me?" Her pitch-black eyes stared intently at her. Within those eyes, there was a glimmer of desire, but also a hint of danger.

Qin Yuanyuan pursed her lips and did not say a word.

"But no matter how much you want to escape, I will not easily let you leave like four years ago." As he spoke softly, his slender fingers caressed her cheeks, tracing across her facial features, the bridge of her nose, and finally landing on her lips. "Yuanyuan, you still love me, right?"

Love?

Her body suddenly trembled. She took a deep breath and raised her eyes to look at him. This man who had once made her love and hurt him, the man who had made her avoid him for four years, was now so close at hand.

Her nose was filled with his scent, and her eyes were imprinted with his face.

Taking a deep breath, she replied with a calm voice: "No, Lu Ziyi, I don't love you anymore." Yes, she didn't. Ever since she made the decision to leave him that year, she had already made the decision to completely bury this relationship.

His smile was stiff for a moment. It wasn't that he didn't think she would answer him like this, but when he heard the word "love" coming out of her mouth and using her voice, his heart was still in extreme pain. Even his nerves were throbbing.

"If you don't love me, you won't give birth to Yihan, nor will you let him follow my surname!" He spoke like he was holding on to a lifesaver.

Ye Daoming had asked her this question, and her mother had also asked her that.

"The reason he gave birth to Yihan was because he was my child, a part of my life." He paused for a moment. "To me, Yihan is like a gift from heaven, allowing me the chance to become a mother."

However, what she didn't expect was that the time they'd met was too early.

Her every word was clearly heard by him, and from the beginning till the end, her expression was still calm, as if all the waves of the past had become dull. Even when she looked into his eyes, besides the surprise and concern she had for her son, what remained was only calm.