She turned her head and found herself looking directly into the man’s pitch-black gaze.
Gu Zhixi’s heart instantly became a mess, and she quickly averted her eyes, hurrying to the bed to pick up her clothes.
Even if her clothes were torn, it was better than wearing this man’s clothes...
After much effort, she found her trousers, but suddenly, an arm lay across her waist, and her back collided with a wall of rigid chest.
"Ah!" She exclaimed in alarm, but before she could struggle, her back was pressed against the cold wall.
The man pinned her against the wall, his face expressionless, yet his eyes were suppressing some emotion, which terrified her.
"He Jingyao..." she began, her voice trembling.
He didn’t speak, a hand grazing her eye corner, his breathing growing heavy.
Gu Zhixi tensed up nervously, this demeanor of He Jingyao... it scared her even more than before... Correct content is on NovelHub.
"Do you know?" He suddenly chuckled hoarsely, looking into her eyes, "While my wife was alive, I never said the word ’love’ to her."
Zhixi stared at him blankly.
"I always thought," his voice was deep and solemn, "the word was too frivolous. And besides, I didn’t know if I was strong enough to bear the weight of that word."
Zhixi opened her mouth to speak, but then she remembered that she was now Miss Gu, not Su Zixi.
"Only after she passed did I understand what ’engraved in one’s heart’ truly meant." He clasped her hands, his raspy laugh echoing, "She always told me she couldn’t imagine a day without being by my side. Yet, it turns out, neither could I."
Gu Zhixi shuddered, gazing at him in shock.
"But she left without hesitation, leaving me all alone, thinking she was doing it for me, yet she never considered what I truly needed." The man laughed, his forehead against hers, "Do you think I should praise her selflessness, or condemn her selfishness?"
"...I don’t know." Zhixi couldn’t hold back her sobs anymore.
This question had tormented her countless times; she didn’t know how to make the right choice for his sake, which was why she felt so conflicted, vacillating again and again, to the point where she even disgusted herself.
He Jingyao’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
He watched her eyes slowly redden and suddenly chuckled.
"Miss Gu," he still called her that, his voice laced with a teasing tone, "Do it one more time, and I’ll let you go, how about that?"
She was taken aback: "What?"
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Zhixi trembled all over: "You..."
"Who made you dress so seductively," he said low, his scorching body pressing tightly against hers.
"...Your wardrobe has only shirts!" Gu Zhixi was both embarrassed and angry. If she had found her trousers, she would have put them on; she wouldn’t have come out .
"Heh..." He leaned down and captured her earlobe with his mouth, "All excuses."
Her face flushed red: "...Are you serious?"
"...Do it one more time, and you’ll let me go?" Her voice still trembled, as if just uttering those words caused her immense shame.
The man seemed to ponder for a moment: "Three times."
"No! Two times at most!" She immediately cast aside her sense of shame, glaring at him through gritted teeth.
He considered it, then laughed: "Fine, two times."