Anelle suddenly felt flustered and subconsciously avoided his too direct gaze.
That look seemed to penetrate into her heart and see straight into the depths of her heart, which made her uncontrollably panicked.
"You... if you're not feeling well, why don't you rest in the room? You should rest more. By the way, you slept for so long. Did you eat when you got up? Did they bring you porridge... "
"Yes." Ye Sijue interrupted her hand. He raised his hand and wanted to put it on her shoulder, but he thought of something and curled his fingers and took them back.
"I heard them say that you have tried this porridge many times..."
"No!" This time, Anelle interrupted him, stroking the hair around her ears awkwardly, pursed her lips and said, "After all, you... got sick just to save me, I want to Please get well soon, so I’m afraid you won’t be used to the food here, so that’s why...that way, so don’t..."
"I know you still care about me and worry about me." Ye Sijue's eyes were burning, not letting her escape.
"You are my friend, of course I..." Anelle wanted to make an excuse.
"Just friends? No? You know very well that we are not friends, we are..." lovers.
Ye Sijue wanted to say this, but he knew that he was not qualified to say it.
He felt very remorseful.
He thought a lot. If he expressed his feelings to her in China, would the two of them be happy with each other? There wouldn't be this situation now.
"Can I ask you something?" He suddenly coughed twice uncomfortably.
Anelle subconsciously wanted to refuse, but seeing him like this, she couldn't bear it, "What do you want to ask?"
"If," Ye Sijue looked through the mirror and met her eyes, contrary to his sick look at the moment, his eyes were so hot, "when I confessed to you when I was in China, you would come back. Engaged?"
Anelle's hand on her thigh shook.
"I want you to tell the truth." Yesijue didn't let her escape. A layer of mist appeared in Anelle's eyes, and her voice was choked as she said, "It makes no sense to talk about this now..."
"But I want to know the answer, tell me, be honest with me, okay?"
This time, Yesijue's tone was pleading, even pleading.
Looking at him like this, Anelle felt as if her heart was being pressed by a stone, and she felt indescribably uncomfortable.
She pursed her lips and finally said, "No..."
Although the two lived together in China, and he kissed her many times and had other intimate behaviors, and even in the eyes of others, they seemed to be a couple, Anelle was still unsure. Does he really like her
Anelle has never been in love. In fact, she is not sure whether she likes him.
No, that shouldn't be said.
In fact, she knew that she liked him. What she was not sure about was how deep this love was.
Is it just an affair in a foreign country, or the kind of deep love that can last a lifetime
And what about him
What was she to him
Anelle knew that she was not a very smart girl, she was not as clever and smart as Xiaoxiao.
She was even clumsy at times.
In fact, on the other hand, she is a very paranoid person.
If he doesn't tell her for sure that he likes her and needs her to stay, then she can't be sure of his feelings.
(End of chapter)