Hua Weiluo couldn't help but push her junior brother's arm and said softly: "Junior brother, Haitang is very afraid of spiders."
"Yeah." Zhishan responded lightly, and then fell silent.
Mr. Yun's hand held Haitang tightly, and the temperature in his palm was cold.
"Begonia." He called softly.
"Um??"
“Are you scared??”
"Um……"
"I'll go with you, okay?"
"..." Haitang was slightly startled, and instantly pulled her hand away from Young Master Yun's.
"Haitang." Mr. Yun felt that his hands were instantly empty, and he couldn't help but say with a hint of anxiety in his voice: "Haitang, don't be afraid, can't you trust me just once?"
"I don't." Haitang wrapped his arms around himself, took a step back, shook his head and said, "I don't want to go."
"Haitang, I will protect you by your side, believe me." In the darkness, Mr. Yun's eyes sparkled, "Before you became a demon, you were always alone. Now that you have me by your side, I will protect you."
, I will never let those two spiders hurt you."
"No." Haitang's voice was full of determination, "I don't want to feel the feeling of a spider crawling over my body again."
"Believe me, Haitang."
"Do you like me??" Haitang's voice suddenly said these words in the darkness.
"I..." Mr. Yun was stunned for a moment, not expecting that she would ask this.
"Do you like me??" Haitang repeated again, her voice indifferent: "I only need people who like me to protect me, others don't."
"Haitang..." Mr. Yun's voice suddenly became gentle, "Even friends can protect each other."
"..." After hearing what he said, Haitang suddenly fell silent, "No need, I know you only have that lady from the prime minister's family in your heart. Even if I look so similar to her, you will not be tempted by me...
"
"Haitang, in my heart, I have never regarded you as her substitute." Mr. Yun paused and spoke with difficulty.
"Why not!!" Haitang suddenly shouted to Mr. Yun: "Even if you regard me as her substitute, even if it is only for one day, be nicer to me, be gentler to me, and let me feel even a little bit of your love.
I am also satisfied with my love!! But why do you want to distinguish her and me so clearly!!"
"..." Mr. Yun suddenly fell silent. He slowly stretched out a hand, trying to pull Haitang's hand, but it stayed in mid-air and could not move forward.
One drop, two drops.
There were drops of cold water falling on the back of his hand.
"Are you crying?" Mr. Yun sighed and asked tentatively.
In the darkness, there was silence within the barrier, and only a trace of suppressed and restrained sobs could be heard.
Hua Weiluo held her breath, listening to the conversation between the two of them, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.
"Stop crying, Haitang... This doesn't look like you anymore." Mr. Yun reached out his hand, gently held her shoulder, then went down her sleeve and held her cold little hand.
"You have no idea what the real me is like!! What qualifications do you have to say that this doesn't even look like me!?"
