And could she bear to let him die with her?
Qiao Yiyang was dead, the antidote gone, and she would become a monster, with only three months left to live.
Rong Shaoze, what should I do, what should I actually do?
Sensing her silence, Rong Shaoze gently pushed her body away a little and met her unusual gaze.
"Xinlan, what’s wrong?" he asked, holding her shoulders and frowning with concern.
Lin Xinlan shook her head and forced a smile: "It’s nothing, I was just moved by your words. Rong Shaoze, do you really love me? Even if I became very, very ugly, would you still love me?"
The man couldn’t help but smile, cradling her face and kissing her lips: "Silly girl, why ask such a silly question? I love you because you are you, it has nothing to do with your looks. Besides, you’re not exactly a beauty right now."
Lin Xinlan panicked, she hurriedly said, "I mean, if I were so ugly that I was unbearable to look at, would you still love me?"
Rong Shaoze was slightly startled and after seriously considering it, said solemnly, "If you were really too ugly, I guess I would have to think about it..."
Lin Xinlan’s heart suddenly plunged into the depths, her eyes also dimmed abruptly.
She pushed his body away a little and said indifferently, "Let’s go to sleep, I’m tired."
She lay down, turning her back to him and ignoring him.
Her heart ached so much she could barely breathe; she buried her face in the pillow, tears flowing uncontrollably.
"Xinlan, are you angry?" Rong Shaoze lay on her back, smiling at the corner of his mouth and gently blowing into her ear.
She didn’t respond because she could no longer speak, her throat felt blocked, as if she had lost her voice.
Rong Shaoze immediately became flustered upon noticing that something was off with her.
He forcefully turned her body around and seeing the tears on her face, his own face suddenly turned white.
"Xinlan, don’t cry, it’s all my fault, please don’t cry!" He hurriedly kissed away the tears on her face, adding apologetically, "I was joking with you. I hadn’t finished speaking; if you become very ugly, I was going to consider loving you more, to fill you with confidence, to let you know that no matter what you become, I will always love you deeply."
Lin Xinlan opened her eyes in astonishment, as the man said with a mix of pain and amusement, "You really are a fool, how could I possibly stop wanting you because you’re not good-looking? You are you, no matter what you become, you’ll always be my dearest Xinlan."
"Really?" Lin Xinlan asked uncertainly.
Lin Xinlan suddenly laughed, tears still in her eyes; perhaps it was tears of joy.
Rong Shaoze held her body, pressing his forehead against hers and chided her, "Don’t ever ask me that kind of boring question again. If I can’t resist joking with you and make you cry, I would feel terrible."
Lin Xinlan was stunned; she suddenly hugged him tightly, unable to stop sobbing.
She wanted to tell him that it wasn’t a frivolous question.
It was true, truly true!
Sooner or later, she would become a monster, and seeing her appearance, he might really stop loving her.
She didn’t know what Qiao Yiyang had injected her with, but Yiyang had said that Rong Shaoze would definitely stop loving her once he saw her appearance.
She was very worried that she would become something horrid and disgusting, and that when the time came, not to mention him not being able to stand the sight, she herself wouldn’t be able to either.
But she couldn’t tell him, nor did she dare to.