Sure enough, he no longer felt uncomfortable or wanted to vomit.
"What did you say?"
Although he knew that she had been talking just now, he didn't bother to listen clearly.
"I said..." Do you really want to say it? Do you really want to tell him?
Can he accept her mermaid identity?
However, for some reason, An Yichen instinctively realized that Hai Xin'er's next words might not be acceptable to him, so he stopped her: "No, don't say anything! No matter you are Lan Xijing or Hai Xin
Son, or any other identity, our relationship will remain like this... I hope so, so don't say anything, please."
"You don't want to accept the truth?" His eyes told her this
"Yes, I don't want to accept the fact"
An Yichen didn't understand why he had become so weak. "Maybe he was afraid of losing you, so he didn't want to accept the fact. He felt that after knowing everything, the date of losing you would not be far away."
"minister……"
What should Hai Xin'er say? She just felt moved
Although An Yichen didn't say it explicitly, she could tell from these words that she was important to An Yichen. This importance came from his instinctive subconsciousness, and he might not even be aware of it obviously.
Or maybe he noticed it but instinctively wanted to reject it on purpose.
"follow me"
An Yichen took her hand very kindly and walked to a cabinet
An Yichen took out a statue from it. Hai Xin'er looked at the statue and realized that it was the sculpture of "An Yichen" and the workmanship was very exquisite. The aggressive look in his expression was also portrayed vividly.
"Is this you? Did you carve it yourself? It's really beautiful." Hai Xin'er couldn't help but admire it. It looked so similar to An Yichen himself.
"This was given to me by the girl I liked before. She gave it to me on the night of my birthday. I couldn't describe the joy I felt at that time..." He suddenly stuffed the statue into the heart of the sea.
In his hands, "Now this 'An Yichen' will be given to you Luo"
"Why?"
It was given to him by the girl he likes, he should treasure it well