This was the first time Feng Guang had ever heard someone give such an answer. For a moment, she didn't know what to say. After a long while, she laughed again, "What if I said I wanted your life as collateral?"
"Anything I have, I can give you."
She opened her mouth, then suddenly fell silent.
His eyes were as deep and unfathomable as an abyss; once someone looked into them, it was difficult for them to escape from that abyss. "The day I took you to the hospital, I knew that Fengguang was someone to be cherished, protected, and pampered. But Lu Zhiyuan..."
Feng Guang felt the grip on his wrist suddenly tighten in that instant.
He said, "I will not make the same mistake twice. All the mistakes I made before, Fengguang can punish me as he pleases, except... except for making me leave you."
"Then I can tell you now, I don't accept." Feng Guang's face turned cold. Perhaps before she became entangled with Lu Zhiyuan, she would have been easily moved by these words, but now it's different.
The real Yan Gui is quite different from Lu Zhiyuan. Lu Zhiyuan appears sunny and cheerful, always displaying a carefree demeanor, but when the truth is revealed, he becomes a cowardly wretch. The real Yan Gui, on the other hand, is neither good at nor fond of socializing, spending his days immersed in his own world. Yet, when the truth comes out, he always declares his unwavering determination to Feng Guang that he is determined to have her.
Just like right now.
“It’s okay if Feng Guang doesn’t accept me…” Yan Gui murmured softly. With his other hand, he took out a silver bracelet, slowly took Feng Guang’s hand, and slipped the bracelet onto her wrist. Although his voice was soft, each word was clearly audible to her. “I will wait patiently until the day Feng Guang is willing to accept me.”
Feng Guang recognized it; it was the silver bracelet she had taken off and given to Brother Skull that evening so that Lu Zhiyuan would have more time to pay off his debts. Now she was certain that the so-called scene of being forced to pay off debts by the underworld was just a show, and only she had foolishly believed it.
Like a fool being played, yes, she really was a fool.
"Don't cry..." Yan Gui raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears that suddenly welled up in her eyes. He bent down and got closer to her face. When he saw her reddened eyes more clearly, his careful movements became flustered. "Feng Guang, don't cry... No matter how hard you cry, I will never give up on you."
He thought she was crying because she was scared, but he didn't know that she was crying because she had given her feelings for nothing.
Feng Guang didn't explain. She sniffed and tried to suppress her sobs as she said, "Since you won't give up no matter how hard I cry, why are you bothering me now?"
"It hurts a lot here..." He held her hand and placed it on his chest.
Feng Guang could feel his heartbeat even through his clothes, but at that moment she felt a strange sense of panic, a panic she couldn't describe.
He said softly, "That day, when I took Fengguang to the hospital, my heart was beating so fast, I thought I was going to die... But at that moment, I had a thought that I didn't understand: if I really was going to die, I wanted to hug you one more time."
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