Chapter 1198: Like a Friend

Ye Hao said in a deep voice, using a pleading tone.

After so many years, he really didn't want to wait any longer.

He Xiyan heard what Ye Hao said. She didn't look back at him, but put her hands on the window sill.

At this time, a gust of cool wind blew over, carrying some moisture, and it blew on her face like a knife.

Ye Hao walked over, closed the window, and stood beside her.

It was a very familiar scene. Once upon a time, they stood together in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the hill with an altitude of less than 300 meters.

He still remembered the way she painted in front of the window. She mixed the paint, held the brush, and painted the scene she saw stroke by stroke.

She would occasionally draw him in, and he always appeared as a tall figure from behind.

"Yan Yan..." Seeing that she didn't speak, Ye Hao shouted again. He thought that she must be struggling with something.

He Xiyan finally had some reaction at this moment. She turned her head and looked at the man beside her, looking into his expectant eyes.

She couldn't help but sigh and shook her head again.

"Ye Hao, why are you bothering?"

He Xiyan knew what he was thinking. I also know that he has been waiting for me.

After so many years, why can't he figure it out, why can't he find happiness again, and why he has to be obsessed with himself.

Ye Hao smiled faintly and looked deeply at He Xiyan, "Because, I love you, and I just want to be with you, Yanyan..."

Ye Hao spoke his mind. He is so single-minded about feelings. If he falls in love, there will be no other woman in his eyes. And if he doesn't love her anymore, he really doesn't love her anymore and there won't be any extra emotion.

He also loved Han Xue. When he loved her, he was whole-hearted. But when he stopped loving her, he didn't even want to look at her again.

He didn't know how deep his feelings were for the woman in front of him. He only knew that in the years when she faked her death, there was not a day when he laughed, a day when he was not sad or regretful.

Without her by his side, he felt that life was meaningless and uninterested in anything around him.

When he was at the airport and saw bullets flying towards her, he instinctively rushed over to protect her without having any time to think.

All he knew was that he couldn't let her get hurt.

He Xiyan's heartbeat seemed to have missed two beats. He pursed his lips and blinked his eyes slightly. After a while, there seemed to be some moisture in his eyes.

She turned around and looked into the distance again, looking at the street lights that were already on.

She knew what Ye Hao said was true, and she didn't doubt his feelings for her. It's just that she is really tired of relationships. She has neither the courage nor the confidence to pursue a relationship, let alone a marriage.

"Ye Hao..." He Xiyan took a deep breath and looked at the man next to her again.

Ye Hao nodded, waiting for her answer, and no matter what the answer was, it could not change his decision.

He Xiyan gave a bitter smile, paused and said, "If I only want to live with you as friends and take care of each other, instead of as husband and wife, do you still want to move in?"

He Xiyan said this in a very low voice. She didn't know how she said it, but that was what she was thinking at this time.

She actually hoped that he would find a suitable girl and start over instead of entangled with herself, but he knew that he wouldn't. Because after so many years, he hasn't looked for it again.