Chapter 2017

"Yes." the driver respectfully tunneled and started the car towards his destination.

In the car shop, Han Lin looked down at his hands wrapped in gauze, smiled bitterly, and said in a nearly silent voice, "how I hope... I'm your life..."

Countless times such hope, dream hope, but the reality gave him such a tragic slap.

His fate with Yan Yan in this life is just "friends".

Han Lin closed his eyes and leaned wearily against the seat.

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Jun Leyan came out with two cups of tea, but he saw that Han Lin was not in the living room. Only Mei Beichen sat on the sofa alone.

"Where's Lin Lin?" she asked.

"He said he had no time to drink your tea and left first." Mei Beichen said.

Junle Yan blinked suspiciously and then said, "you... Didn't say anything."

"How could it be?" Mei Beichen denied directly.

"... what did you say?" junle Yan asked.

"He knows we went to the ancestral hall of Jun's house." Mei Beichen said.

Junle Yan was stunned, but Han Lin would guess, which didn't surprise her. "In fact... Lin Lin, since he knew the blood curse on me, he always wanted me to be with you. So there's really nothing between me and him, just friends."

"Why, are you afraid that I will misunderstand something?" he asked.

She hesitated and nodded.

Mei Beichen sighed. What Han Lin said when he left, he naturally understood that Han Lin actually didn't want to fight for anything at all, because according to such an identity, no matter how to fight, only he can stop Yan's pain, and Han Lin can't do that at all.

But what made him really uneasy was Han Lin's last sentence.

"Don't worry, I won't misunderstand anything." he said, "just..." but his words opened a head and didn't go on.

"Just what?" she wondered.

He pursed his thin lips, but... How much did she love him because of fate? If Han Lin is her destiny, will the person she loves now be Han Lin?

At the thought of this possibility, his words were like stuck in his throat. He couldn't ask. He was afraid that even if she said no, maybe her answer would hesitate.

Hesitation... Represents a glimmer of possibility.

But he didn't even want to have the slightest possibility.

Once, she loved him before she knew what was fate and what was blood curse. At that time, she didn't love Han Lin. does that mean that she would love him even if he wasn't her fate?

"I just want to know how much you love me?" Mei Beichen said, but changed a topic.

How much love? Junle Yan blinked. "You know it clearly." obviously she has said she loves him many times. Obviously he should know how deep she loves him.

"What if I don't know enough?" he said, his eyes fixed on her face, raised his fingers and gently stroked her red lips. "Show me how much you love me."

His voice, with a touch of hoarseness, and his eyes, is obvious love and desire.

Junle Yan's face suddenly turned red. Does it show? The place where his fingers stroked his lips was constantly hot, and his body seemed to be getting hot.