Hearing he was coming, Qiao Xiaren felt somewhat awkward and strange.
Chu Yifei had previously confessed to her, and with Si Limo's nature, he surely could have guessed. Now that Chu Yifei was ill, it didn't feel good for him to come over.
"Why are you silent? Afraid that I will come over?" Si Limo naturally guessed her thoughts, his voice softened considerably, "Although we are rivals in love, I'm not planning to kick him while he's down, am I? What are you thinking about all day!"
Although, he did feel somewhat uncomfortable inside.
It had become a stubborn illness, wanting her world, her heart to have only him, as if afflicted with a severe disease.
But Si Limo also knew that she was different from others.
If it had been a normal person she fell for, he thought he might be crazed enough to lock her up, belonging to him alone, and to kill or maim any other man who harbored thoughts for Xiaren.
