CEO He : Please Don't Love Me

Standing in front of He Jian, Mo Roulan for a few moments didn't know what she should say.

'Because if I started to talk about us with this word then I will owe you my life.' 

The words rang in her ears.

Her eyes instead started to fill with tears unconsciously.

In her past life, after seeing that indifference and disgust in He Jian's eyes for herself, Mo Roulan had never thought that she would ever be able to see any other emotion for herself in He Jian's eyes.

So at this moment, she didn't even know what she was feeling.

But her heart was moved.

She had loved He Jian in her past life …very much. After he didn't accept her love and he and his friends put all those accusations on her without even hearing the story of her side, she was heartbroken. After she got to know about her brother's death, she despised herself as well as Mo Chen.

She thought that if he had never come into her life, she would have perhaps been able to find her brother, and perhaps he would have been alive by that time. 

However, she never knew that Mo Chen's death in her previous life had so much hidden inside it.

Now she no longer could blame others. She was the one to be blamed.

In this life, Mo Roulan had come to respect He Jian for all the care he gave to her and her family. She respected him for saving her family in difficult situations.

He promised to care for her and her family because she saved him five years ago and he was just doing the same now. 

And he was doing just the same in her past life. It was she who expected more from him and then when he didn't give what she wanted from him, she blamed him.

This life she respected him.

All other emotions have been suppressed by her very firmly inside her heart.  

However, what she was to do at such times when He Jian would say things like this out of nowhere.

As a tear slid down from Mo Roulan's eyes, startling He Jian, she whispered slowly

"You should not behave like this with me."   

Because it gave her illusions of something that was never there in the first place. In her last life too, He Jian's care after she lived in the orphanage for so many years made her feel so precious that Mo Roulan mistook it for something else and hence confessed her feelings to him. 

Only to make fun of herself in front of everyone.

"Lanlan"

Mo Roulan came out of her trance when she felt He Jian's cupping her cheek. She felt his warm hands around her face as he wiped that single tear gently with his fingers.

"What happened?"

"Why are you so good to me?"

Mo Roulan asked as another tear slid out of her eyes and He Jian's eyes flashed with distress.

'You should not be so good to me.'

She had wanted to say.

'Because I love you …not from today but long ago.' The words were on He Jian's tongue but he immediately changed them.

"Should I have asked the same question to you five years ago when you saved my life?"

Mo Roulan closed her eyes and shook her head as fresh tears rolled down her eyes.

He couldn't ask the same question. Because it was because of her he reached there in the first place.

She felt him wiping her tears again and again as if this would stop her from crying.

When she opened her eyes, Mo Roulan had wanted to answer He Jian's question. However, seeing the gentleness in those ice-blue eyes, she couldn't let those words out.

She will lose all of it if she told him the truth.

The words rang in her mind and they kept her mouth shut.        

She was a coward. She knew but she didn't have any more courage to tell all this to He Jian by herself.

He Jian, on the other hand, felt helpless as he saw Mo Roulan's eyes filling up with fresh tears. He looked around and saw people looking in their direction though they moved their eyes away instantly when they saw He Jian looking towards them.

Looking back at the young girl, He Jian sighed in distress.

Her eyes were lower and her long and slightly wet eyelashes were touching her cheeks. This kind of Mo Roulan made He Jian feel that she was very delicate.

She needed him. He couldn't even bear to scold her when she was crying like this.  

"Are you really crying because I am good to you?"

He Jian found it a little funny as he said this helplessly.

"So should I ignore you and stay indifferent to make you stop crying?"

He whispered gently when he saw that Mo Roulan was still crying.

Mo Roulan swiftly raised her head and shook it so vigorously that He Jian smiled at her actions.

He wiped Mo Roulan's tear for one last time and said strictly.

"If you cried once again then I will make sure that you will regret it."

Mo Roulan frowned at the controlling words. Could she not cry when she wanted to?

However, He Jian didn't care at all. He was satisfied to see that her attention was somewhere else and she was not crying now.

"Bring a wheelchair."

He Jian said to the ward boy who was passing by. The ward boy nodded his head and went away when the receptionist who was silently seeing all this also nodded her head at him indicating him to accept He Jian's order. 

Mo Roulan frowned deeply. She, of course, knew that the wheelchair was supposed to be for her. 

"I will not sit on the wheelchair."

She said firmly.

She had expected He Jian to look at her emotionlessly after her refusal. However, he looked very calm after her denial and said

"Alright then I will carry you to the seventh floor and we will go through the stairs."

And Mo Roulan's eyes went wide in shock.