I have always hated you

Outside the glasshouse, the drizzle had turned into heavy drops, striking the glass walls. The sound of the rain was loud, a relentless pit-pattering. But inside the greenhouse, it was utterly quiet.

Fei Chuan did not know what to say.

What was he supposed to comment on this?

Should he ask her if it was a joke?

Returning to the past... an illness that could be cured by his touch... a ridiculous fate that seemed to come from a children's book...

None of it made sense.

"I know this is hard to believe. But trust me, it's real. And I am living proof."

Fei Chuan looked at her in a daze. Bei Sangyun gazed back at him solemnly. He couldn't see any sign that she was joking. But since when had he ever been able to read Bei Sangyun?

She had always been difficult to read. Not everything she said was what she truly meant, and not everything she showed was the truth. She had led him on before—he couldn't let it happen again.