Chapter 572 Sorry, I Couldn’t Help Myself

However, as soon as she turned around, her wrist was tightly grasped by a hot palm.

"Mr. He!" She glanced at him in panic.

The man raised his eyes, his dark gaze deep and indifferent, as if she was really just a stranger.

"Miss Gu came to see the house?" He smiled suddenly, as if the indifference just now was just her illusion.

Zhixi nodded in despair: "...It's not good here. I plan to change places."

"May I recommend a place to Miss Gu?" His voice was low and gentle, and his right hand slowly moved down, holding her hand and even interlocking with her fingers, "You will definitely like it."

The touch from her fingertips was hot and numb... She bit her lip tightly, and a layer of mist appeared in her eyes at some point.

This way of holding hands reminded her of the day they met.

"Mr. He, please don't do this..." She looked at the two people's intertwined hands, her voice almost pleading.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, and then he smiled, raised her hand, put it to her lips and kissed her gently: "I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. I hope Miss Gu won't take it to heart."

She flinched, and the touch like a dragonfly's drop of water seemed to be branded on her chest.

Zhixi tried hard to take back her hand, her lips moved slightly, but she couldn't speak.

"Does Miss Gu know Wanhe Qianfeng Garden?" He raised the corners of his lips, "My wife liked it very much when she was alive, and I think you will like it too."

"I...I don't like it." She couldn't help but take a step back, "Since that's what your wife likes...a gentleman never takes what others like. Goodbye, Mr. He."

The man's eyes narrowed, his thin lips slightly raised, and the curve was indifferent and sarcastic: "Is this Miss Gu's decision? Never see you again?"

Zhixi suddenly understood what he meant, and her face turned as pale as paper.

After a long while, she trembled and uttered one word: "Yes."

Yes, this is her decision.

She was wrong, she should never have come back in the first place. But she was still weak in the end and lost to the endless longing and reluctance.

But standing here, standing in front of him, she knew she was wrong.

With or without her, he was He Jingyao. His life was always arbitrary and extraordinary, but her existence could only undermine this extraordinaryness.

She knew that this man would never take the initiative to let go. Even if it wasn't for love, he would never allow himself to be weak.

So she should be stronger.

She has been persisting for four years, why not continue to persist... She thought bitterly.

He Jingyao looked at her and suddenly smiled lowly: "Miss Gu, does she know that I have a very strange disease?"

She pushed back her tears and raised her head as if nothing had happened: "What?"

"Once I get close to a woman, I will have a very serious reaction." He raised the corners of his lips lightly, "But over the years, there have been two exceptions. My wife is the first, and you, Miss Gu, are the second."

...There is obviously Ye Shutong.

Zhixi's lips moved and she said, "Really?"

"Really." He raised the corners of his lips, "So, since my wife passed away, I haven't touched a woman for many years."

Her cheeks turned red involuntarily: "Why are you telling me this...?"

"I would like to ask Miss Gu for a favor." His voice became low and hoarse, with a hint of ambiguity. "Miss Gu seems to be a kind-hearted person at first glance, huh?"