Xie Limo's Explanation

Seeing how serious Yun Bixue looked, a hint of dark glow flashed across Xie Limo's eyes.

Yun Bixue naturally did not miss the look in his eyes. She reached out to hold his hand as she said, "Limo, do you still not want to say it?"

Xie Limo let out a small sigh. He put his hand over Yun Bixue's waist and pulled her to sit on his lap. He did not let her see his expression and merely pressed her head against his chest, where his heart was at, to let her listen to his heartbeat.

"Ah, Xue, can you hear my thoughts?"

"Limo, don't try to change the topic." She knew that he cared about her. The more he was being like this, the more she wanted to hear his reason.

Xie Limo said tenderly, "Alright. Since you want to know, I'll tell you."

"Okay." Yun Bixue nodded and started to listen seriously.