"Ah Si, are you sure you want to write this? I'm afraid that after you read it, you won't like me anymore. After all, I was not as kind as I am now. Of course, my kindness now is forced by the system, and the bad things I've done are beyond your imagination."
Ye Xiao looked at Qiao Si with puppy eyes, reading the word 'rejection' written all over his face.
"I don't care what you did in the past, I just want to understand your history."
Qiao Si held her tightly, whispering in her ear softly.
He didn't care whether she was kind or not, and it didn't matter how many bad things she had done; all he knew was that he loved her. So, no matter what she was like, he loved her, loved her past, and loved her present.
Ye Xiao raised her head under the dim streetlight to meet Qiao Si's unfathomably deep eyes, and it seemed like something was taking root and sprouting in her heart.
Qiao Si leaned down to kiss her lips, pouring all his emotions into this kiss.
