Looking at Pei Zhi's indifferent profile, Shang Huai couldn't understand how he could like such a thing.

That's just awful! How can there be such a person?

Pei Zhi originally wanted to be aloof, but Shang Huai's quietness was unusually unusual.

Pei Zhi glanced to the side and suddenly noticed that Shang Huai's eyes were red-rimmed.

After the two made eye contact, Shang Huai looked away, avoiding Pei Zhi's gaze.

Pei Zhi also felt a little guilty: "Why are you crying?"

Shang Huai said firmly, "I didn't."

"Okay, okay, if you say no, then no."

Pei Zhi is a typical example of someone who responds better to gentle persuasion than force.

Seeing Shang Huai, such a tough and resolute man, being brought to tears by her, how could Pei Zhi not panic?

"If there's anything wrong, just say it. Don't cry."

"Would it do any good to tell you?"

Shang Huai said in a hoarse voice, "Right now, you'd rather disassociate yourself from me as much as possible."

"Now you're afraid I'll cling to you and stop you from going to see someone else."

Pei Zhi scratched her head, unusually refraining from rebuttal.

Shang Huai cried. Seeing his pitiful state, Pei Zhi was willing to tell him the truth.

"Shang Huai, you are actually a very good person."

“But… your status is too distinguished.”

Pei Zhi forced a smile, "Although I don't have any memories of the past."

"But I still know my personality very well."

"If I were fickle with someone else, it wouldn't matter."

"But with your identities, how could I dare?"