Aren’t You Afraid I’ll Hate You?
Facing Qiao Sisi’s sudden dominance and pressure, Fang Zhou felt an overwhelming sense of déjà vu.
It seed like this scenario had happened before.
Recalling past days, Qiao Sisi had once locked him in her apartnt, where he discovered her diary.
Feeling guilty, Fang Zhou spent ti with her, hoping to heal her wounds and help her return to a normal life.
But it turned out to be rely hidden.
Of course, how could a twisted personality change so easily? He was too naive.
Fang Zhou’s expression turned grim; he didn’t want conflict with Qiao Sisi, after all, she was soone he loved.
Yet deep down, a flag waved, calling for freedom.
“Didn’t you say you’d respect my choice? What does this an now, Qiao Sisi?”
Fang Zhou’s face turned serious, eyes unwavering as he looked at her.
She was about half a head shorter than him.
Looking down, the first thing he saw were her bright, round eyes, like sparkling gems.
Her long, thick black lashes resembled tiny fans, gently fanning a cool breeze.
Her delicate, flawless face seed untouched by ti, maintaining youthful vitality.
Even without makeup, her natural beauty captivated attention.
But who would guess that beneath this angelic exterior lay a twisted heart?
The more innocent soone appeared, the more obsessive and mad they acted.
Qiao Sisi smiled, stepping back to sit on a chair, examining her nails with traces of polish.
Fiddling with her nails, she said, “I do respect your choice, but respect doesn’t an support.”
Smiling, she patiently explained her aning to Fang Zhou.
I gave you a chance to choose.
If you chose , we’d announce our relationship and plan a wedding, everything progressing naturally.
But since you didn’t choose , this is the result.
If not forced, who’d use such ans to keep soone they love?
Fang Zhou felt a vein throb in his head—this was sophistry.
But he realized reasoning with a twisted mind was futile.
Still, he wouldn’t give up on freedom.
Fang Zhou stepped forward, crouching before Qiao Sisi to et her eyes on equal footing.
He gently tucked a stray hair behind her ear, softening his voice.
“Sisi, I know your feelings for . I don’t lack feelings for you, but I’m just one person...”
Fang Zhou continued, but Qiao Sisi only heard the first part.
Her eyes brightened, finally hearing what she wanted.
Excitedly, she hugged Fang Zhou, interrupting him.
She said, “Since you have feelings for , let’s marry here! With the snow mountain and goddess’s blessing!”
Fang Zhou felt his heart stop—back to this topic? He wasn’t ready for marriage!
He took a deep breath, continuing his gentle approach.
“If fate allows, of course.”
Fang Zhou smiled, his first since waking, like a refreshing sumr waterlon, lifting spirits.
Qiao Sisi couldn’t help but smile too, her gloom lifting.
He said he’d marry .
Obsessed, Qiao Sisi only heard what she wanted, ignoring the rest.
In her mind, Fang Zhou agreed to her plan, soon to be her husband.
Eagerly, she stood, hugging Fang Zhou tightly.
Then she headed outside.
“I’ll prepare now; we’ll marry tomorrow!”
Her joyful tone was like a magpie’s call, energizing the air.
Fang Zhou stood like a statue.
When did he agree to marry?
Realizing, he quickly followed.
Qiao Sisi was opening the door; he had to seize this chance to escape.
Otherwise, he’d be a groom.
Unexpectedly, as he followed her out, he saw four burly n in the yard.
Each was large and fierce, eyes nacing.
They stared at them, ready to restrain him.
Fang Zhou froze, not crossing the threshold.
Wasn’t it a child before? Now it’s burly n!
Qiao Sisi was determined to achieve her goal.
Fang Zhou called to her, still nearby.
“If I refuse, you can’t drag to the registry.”
His tone was cold; he couldn’t pretend anymore. Gentleness and firmness failed with Qiao Sisi.
She was unyielding, ignoring him.
Thinking of the consequences, Fang Zhou’s tone grew colder.
“Aren’t you afraid I’ll hate you? Restricting my freedom, cutting off from family and friends, do you want to imprison forever?”
“Answer , Qiao Sisi.”
His words pierced her heart like a sword.
She felt her heart squeezed, breathless with pain.
Qiao Sisi bit her lip, trying to ease the pain.
After a long pause, she replied softly without turning, “Do you hate people?
If hate lasts longer than love, then hate .”
I’m most afraid your love for is shallow.
Over ti, it will beco insignificant, disappearing without a trace.
In the end, I’ll vanish from your life, as if I never existed.
Even when reminiscing, my face won’t appear.
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