Chapter 1154 - 1151: Sorry, I Love You 4

She swiftly looked away.

He also stared at her intensely. Yes, she appeared much more haggard, no longer the delicate porcelain doll she once was, with a hint of the hardships of travel etched on her face.

Yet, she remained stunningly beautiful, even surpassing her beauty from when they first met.

His joy was so overwhelming that his words were incoherent: "Xixi... I’ve really missed you to death..."

"Missed you to death"!

She thought, you might have mixed up the order of those words.

If you truly missed me, would you ignore my calls for help?

Back then, you were already disgusted. Now, saying such hypocritical things, doesn’t it make you sick?

She withdrew her hand, extremely indifferent. As if she didn’t recognize him.

The more silent she was, the more nervous he became.

Because from last night till now, she seemed like a ghost to him—ghosts never make a sound.

"Xixi... Xixi... it’s me... it’s me... the scratchy-footed big man..."

"..."

He pleaded weakly, "Xixi... please say something to me..."

He desperately needed her voice to confirm it.

She stepped back and finally spoke: "Mr. Wan, I have things to attend to, I’ll be off."

Before she finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up: "Haha... Xixi, it’s you, it really is you... silly girl... it really is you... truly my silly girl..."

Then, he pinched himself hard on the arm and laughed: "Really... this time it’s not a dream... Xixi... you’re real... you’re a real person..."

And then, he once again tried to embrace her.

She was prepared, turned aside, and her tone was already impatient: "Mr. Wan, is there anything else? If not, I’m leaving..."

She had never been so indifferent towards him.

Even more indifferent than when they decisively broke up.

However, he didn’t feel any resentment at all; his heart was about to burst with joy, like a foolish young boy: "Haha... I’m really so happy... so happy... Xixi... you don’t know, last time I dreamed of you was like this, you refused to speak... this time, you talked... you’re real... haha, you’re real..."

She suddenly turned her head away, not looking at his expression at all.

Just then, her phone rang.

Yan Xixi answered, only responded with a few "umms," and then hung up.

She turned around and left.

"Xixi, what are you doing?"

She had already lost her patience, pulled open the car door and got in.

He rushed ahead of her, swiftly opened the car door on the other side, and also got in: "Xixi, how about I drive?"

She paused for a moment, but still started the car.

Soon, the car drove off, leaving only his car alone in place.

Throughout the journey, Yan Xixi remained silent.

Several times, Wan Donglin wanted to speak, but had nothing to say... countless words, but never able to form them... He was extremely glad, so excited that it defied expression; he simply kept staring at her, afraid that if he blinked, this vision would disappear.

Being stared at like that for over a hundred kilometers is really uncomfortable.

Like pins and needles on her back.

Twice, Yan Xixi was lost in thought and ran red lights.

Finally, the house in Boston was just ahead.

She parked at the intersection, her tone indifferent: "Mr. Wan, get out of the car."

He foolishly said: "Xixi, let’s go home."

"..."

"Xixi, do you have something to do?"

She remained silent, but her face clearly showed obvious impatience.

"If you have something, I’ll go with you..."