Ban Shu shook her head, her tone surprisingly gentle, "I don't like it now."
But beneath the gentleness, there was a certain undercurrent of emotion that made Ji Huai unable to hold back the urge to cry.
An overwhelming sense of despair and suffocation came over him.
Ji Huai heard his own trembling syllables: "What should I do to make you like me again?"
Pan Shu's face was pale.
"Are you in love with me?"
"……yes."
Pan Shu curled her lip: "That's really funny."
Ji Huai refused to accept her cold attitude: "You liked me so much in the past, how could you just say you don't like me anymore...? Tell me, what do you want me to do? As long as I can make you like me again... I'll do anything..."
Pan Shu pushed his hard chest, but failed. She sighed and gave up.
"Ji Huai, feelings can't be forced."
"I insist on insisting."
Ji Huai's brows became increasingly gloomy, and his delicate facial features appeared paranoid and sinister in the darkness.
"Shushu, can you give me another chance?"
Pan Shu curled her lower lip in amusement.
She found that many men like to say this.
Give me another chance? I might as well believe in red rain from the sky.
She listened quietly to the noisy sound of the rain.
"I can give you a chance." There was calmness and no disturbance in Pan Shu's dark fox eyes.
Ji Huai's eyes suddenly lit up.
Pan Shu then curved her lips and said, "Unless..."
"Unless what!" Ji Huai seemed very anxious.
"unless……"
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