He is a paranoid schizophrenic

  And on his pure white shirt, there were some bloodstains, it was unclear whether they belonged to him or Ye Nanqing.

  "Don't fight like that again," she said. She had never thought that he and Ye Nanqing would meet in such a situation, let alone fight each other.

  He didn't say a word, just stared at her with red-rimmed eyes that seemed to be on the verge of tears.

  Her mind involuntarily conjured up the scene of him crying in front of her before. When he was a child, he would be indifferent and cold to others, but often cry because he couldn't find her. So much so that during her childhood, she spent more time at his house than her own.

  As he grew older, he cried less and less, except for that one time during the cold war, when she went to make amends with him, he was like a discarded child, sniffling and sobbing uncontrollably, his tears were like pearls cut off from their string, soaking through her chest pocket.

  After that, she never saw his tears again, but now, would he still cry in front of her?

  It shouldn't be possible, right? Xia Qi thought to herself. The scene of him breaking someone's hand bones in the private room that day was still vivid in her mind. At that moment, he was cold and violent, so how could such a man possibly cry?

  She lifted her hand and gently touched the bruise on his left cheek, "Does it hurt?"

  He pursed his lips and continued staring at her.

  She was about to withdraw her hand when he suddenly reached out and pressed down on the back of her hand, keeping her palm against his cheek.

  The gloom on his face has not dissipated, but his demeanor is like that of a wronged child.

  Xia Qi sighed and said, "Why don't we go to the hospital and get some medicine."

  "You are mine, I don't like others touching you, or you touching others." He suddenly spoke up, "That person touched you." One sentence, as if it explained all the reasons for his fight.

  She was scared because of his persistence, "Just because of the promise between you and me?" So he was certain that she was his?

  He nodded seriously and said, "You can only have me, and I will also only have you."

  Xia Qi suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. "Even if it's that promise, there are still two months until the tenth anniversary!" The words slipped out of her mouth before she could stop them.

  It's still less than ten years!

  He responded as if nothing was wrong, and even gave a precise date, "There are 62 days left." If it wasn't for the unexpected encounter at the club, he would have waited until 62 days later to appear in front of her and let her fulfill her promise.

  It was only when I saw her again that the longing hidden deep within my body burst forth like a traveler on the verge of death in the desert, going wild at the sight of an oasis.

  Want to see her, want to see her every day!

  "So according to our agreement, I'm still not yours, right?" she said.

  He gazed at her with a heavy gaze, slowly opening his lips, "Do you want me to wait another 62 days?"

  She fell silent, not knowing how to respond for a moment. Wait? Her feelings towards him were not what he wanted at all! But if she directly denied it now, then she didn't know what he would do next.

  Jun Jian suddenly hugged Xia Qi, "Alright, I'll wait, but Qi Qi, don't test my patience, my patience only lasts 62 days."

  A faint but cold voice, as if giving her the final ultimatum.

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