"In the future, don't call me Xiaoci anymore. You can call me Yi Qianci, or call me Yi classmate, and Young Master Yi." His cold voice sounded, "Also, there should be nothing to talk about between us."

"Are you still angry with me? I know, I shouldn't have..."

But before she could finish her words, he had raised his other hand and grabbed the left hand she had originally held his hand.

Suddenly, her left hand hurt.

She let out a low voice, and her eyebrows frowned.

"If you don't want your hand to be injured, let go of your hand." He said.

She bit her lips tightly, but she didn't want to let go of her hand easily.

Inexplicably, she had a intuition at this moment, as if once she let go, she and him might not be able to go back to the past.

In this way, He Zixin endured the pain and continued to hold Yi Qianci's hand.

"Xiao Ci, I really... have a lot to say to you." She murmured.

"I remember that I had already made it clear to you on the phone. From then on, you have been no longer my sister, so there is no need to call me Xiao Ci again." He said.

Her body trembled and her face turned pale, "Are you... really trying to draw a clear line with me because of a misunderstanding?"

"Before you and I were not just a misunderstanding," he replied. "Also, I will say it again, let it go, otherwise it will be you who will be injured."

"If it's not a misunderstanding, then what else can you and me completely draw a line?" she asked.

"Because, you just treat me as your 'brother'." He said, slowly leaning down, his cheeks leaning closer to her face, "But you can rest assured that I will no longer have any feelings for you. Those feelings that used to be have nothing to me now."

Her pupils suddenly shrank, "I...I don't understand what you mean, what is 'nothing'?"

He suddenly tried his best to point his fingers, and a severe pain came from her wrist without any defense.

"Ah!" she shouted in pain, and the fingers that were originally holding his hand finally let go uncontrollably.

"Because I have forgotten all those feelings." His voice came into her ears, and his fingers also let go of her hand.

She stared blankly as his figure disappeared from her vision bit by bit. She wanted to raise her footsteps and catch up with him, but her feet were so heavy that they trembled even more.

Forgot?

Why did he use the word for forgetting?

And just now, the expression and tone he spoke to her was completely different from before, just like she really had nothing to him!

He Zixin lowered her head and looked at the red mark on her wrist. This was... the red blood left by the time he pinched her wrist.

In the past, he was reluctant to let her get hurt. If anyone hurt her, he would definitely help her get it back at all costs, but now... she is hurt by him.

A feeling of fear spread throughout her body, as if telling her that she might lose something...

———

He Zixin came to the Yi family's mansion and wanted to see Yi Qiang.

Yi Qianjin looked at He Zixin with some worries, "Sister Zixin, it doesn't matter."
Chapter completed!