Love can be proven, but what about if it's not loved?

  The words of comfort were so pale, Gu Xiyan sat down on the ground in the scorching gaze of Shang Yi's questioning eyes. Holding herself tightly, Gu Xiyan hung her small head on her knees, and her whole body curled up into a ball.

  Is she so unworthy of trust? She thought she and Wei Zhe had a bottom line, never crossing the Rubicon, but why didn't he believe her?

  Time was divided into countless brief moments, each moment filled with anxiety. He looked at her, she knew it, but she didn't have the courage to meet his gaze.

  This man is always unpredictable, how can one person's attitude change so quickly? His mind wandered far away, and Gu Xiyan was dazed, as if she had heard God sighing softly at the world, lamenting the hopelessness of human beings.

  A large hand suddenly pulled Gu Xiyan up, "Have you thought it through?" he asked.

  Her eyes were misty, Gu Xiyan hung her head and murmured: "I don't know, I don't know."

  Shang Yi's emotions had calmed down a bit just now, but with her response, the anger in his heart was stirred up again. "Damn it, you don't know? Fine, you don't know."

  Shang Yi was almost out of control, completely unlike his usual self. With a ruthless heart, he pinned Gu Xiyan against his chest and roughly grasped her lips. Ignoring her trembling innocence, he fully exerted himself to make her feel his surging anger.

  Gu Xiyan's tender lips had already been ravaged to the point of bleeding, and the metallic scent stimulated Shang Yiqi, his dragon tongue probing even deeper. Gu Xiyan felt as though all the air in her lungs had been squeezed out, she wanted to breathe, but the air seemed to have escaped far away from her.

  "Do you love him?" He finally let her go.

  Gu Xiyan took deep breaths in front of him, forcing the tears back into her eyes. In response to his inquiry, she suddenly burst out laughing, as if her mood had become cheerful, "You don't even believe what I say, why bother asking? Whatever you think is how it is."

  This kind of Gao Xiyan made Shang Yueqi feel unfamiliar, as if she didn't care about anything. At this moment, she was almost self-abandoned. Shang Yueqi suddenly became angry and instead secretly scolded himself in his heart.

  He carried Gu Xiyan horizontally in his arms and walked a few steps forward to sit on the bed. Lowering his head, he glanced at Gu Xiyan's lips that were bleeding from crying, and a faint heartache burst out from deep within him.

  Self-reproach, regret, and remorse were all insufficient to describe his state of mind at that moment. His cool fingers wanted to touch her lips, but stopped abruptly after seeing the fear in her eyes. After a brief pause, he gently lifted the hem of her dress and slid it down.

  Under her thin clothes, the strap of her bra had been torn off and there were several red marks on her shoulder. The pain in Xiang's heart became more pronounced.

  He went to the closet and got her some new clothes. When Shang Xi turned around, he saw Gu Xiyen wrapped herself tightly in a quilt, with a look of distress and grievance on her exquisite little face.

  "Unfortunately, you have to change your clothes." Shang Xi said, and was about to pull the quilt that Gu Xiyan was tightly grasping.

  Tears streamed down Gu Xiyan's face, and crystal-like pearls overflowed from her eyes, dropping one by one onto the quilt.

  "Okay, don't cry." This was the second time he had seen her cry because of that man.

  Gu Xiyan was unforgiving. She quietly shed tears, not looking at Shang Yue, but slowly venting the bitterness and discomfort in her heart.

  Isn't she tired of crying? Shang Qi saw that she wouldn't stop, and his eyebrows furrowed. He roughly pulled the quilt open, pinned her lower body down with his legs, and tore off her single garment with both hands, "Stop messing around, Xi."

  Gu Xiyan did not resist anymore, and was manipulated by him like a wooden puppet.

  Shang Yi Qi tossed aside her original clothes, and her thin lips gently pressed against the red marks on her back, lightly and slowly, softly kissing them. There was no desire, only tenderness, like a piece of pure white downy feathers brushing against her back.

  Gu Xiyan trembled for a few moments, and couldn't help but fall into his gentle embrace. How could he be so bad, striking her hard and then kissing her with such tenderness?

  Shang Yi Qi put clothes on Gu Xi Yan and then pulled her into his arms, his hands had warmed up a lot, his two beautiful big hands grasped Gu Xi Yan's two snowy white small hands in the palm of his hand and slowly rubbed them.

  Gu Xiyan pressed the back of her head against Shang Yi's shoulder, and suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she turned her head around, not looking at Shang Yi's expression, but instead placing her small ear on his chest.

  His heartbeat was rhythmic and steady, thumping away reassuringly.

  Shang Yiqi wrapped his arms around Gu Xian's slender waist, letting her nestle in his embrace. Alright, just like this, Shang Yiqi gently kissed her hair, silently vowing that if there was a next time, don't blame him for not being polite.

  "Qi, why do you bully me? I'll be sad." Gu Xiyan was like a child seeking warmth, honestly hugging the man beside her, hugging her reliance.

  "Next time we go to the amusement park, I'll accompany you, don't go with him." Although Shang Qi said he wouldn't mind this matter again, it didn't mean he was okay with what happened. He didn't allow her to have any involvement with men other than him.

  "We didn't do anything shameful." Gu Xiyan muttered.

  Shang Yi was not satisfied with her excuse, and he pressed her down under his body. His tongue tip gently licked her small earlobe, rendering a few hints of ambiguity.

  "Let's go, I'm going to cook," Qi said. Gu Xiyan turned her body and refused. More importantly, they had just quarreled, and she couldn't accept his sudden enthusiasm now. Would he be cold and rude again after his passion passed? She didn't want to go through that torture.

  "Let's go later," Shang Xi said, his lips slowly moving towards Gu Xiyuan's eyelashes.

  Gu Xiyan suddenly closed her eyes, calmed down for a moment, and then asked: "Qǐ, can I think about it carefully? I don't know how to face you now. I don't understand why you don't trust me, I also have my own friendships and freedom, and I don't want you to interfere too much in my private life. Today, I chose not to tell you about going out with Wei Zhe because I knew you wouldn't like it. I considered your feelings, so can you also understand the reasons behind it before judging me?"

  Shang Yiqi's confidence was completely shattered by Gu Xiyuan's words. As he walked away from Gu Xiyuan, Shang Yiqi gazed out the window, his eyes regaining their usual profound and inscrutable depth.

  Time slipped away bit by bit, and the two didn't say a word to each other. In the end, it was Shang Qiu who broke the silence, "Xi, apart from Wei Zhe, you won't fall in love with anyone else again, will you?"

  "Maybe, but we're not related anymore." Gu Xiyan said casually.

  "What kind of existence am I to you? Alas, tell me the answer in your heart." When asking this question, Shang Qi surprisingly became tense.

  The wind on the rooftop was fierce, Shang Xi still wore that single garment, a kind of pain had taken root in his heart, dense pain sensations touched every corner, slowly spreading throughout his chest.

  He smiled, he thought, he didn't care.

  "Qi, wasn't it good the way we were in the past? I can be Yan'er's mother and your wife. If you need me to, I can also be your bed companion. Qi, I'm grateful for all these years of goodness from you, so I hope you'll be happy. If one day you fall in love with someone, I'll help you two be together. Qi, you're a very good man and deserve a good woman's love. Before you fall in love with another woman, I'll do my best to fulfill my duties." In that instant when he turned his head, he understood the gratitude and blessings in her eyes.

  It was just like this. But isn't it just like this?