CEO He : Please Don't Love Me

Sitting inside the living room, He Jian's blue eyes would glance towards the direction where Mo Roulan's room was in every few moments.

There was a kind of anxiousness and restlessness in his eyes that could be seen by no one because he knew very well how to hide it.

He wanted to talk to Lanlan today.

It had been two days. Though he came to Mo Family's apartment every day and saw Mo Roulan every day Mo Roulan didn't talk to him at all.

He Jian knew the reason behind this.

Mo Roulan didn't like it that he brought a wheelchair to her apartment so that she could use it. She disliked the sight of the wheelchair …something that He Jian didn't understand at all.

He didn't want her to feel any pain. That was the only reason he had asked Fang Zhihan to send a wheelchair.

However, he had not expected that Mo Roulan would stop talking to him because of that.

So today, he had decided that he would apologize to her and would make her talk to him otherwise he was sure that he would go crazy.

He is not even able to concentrate on his work because of this. 

The next moment, He Jian was surprised when he saw Mo Roulan coming out of her room. However, she was not walking …instead, she was sitting in the wheelchair that was being pushed by her mother, Miss Lin.

He Jian unconsciously stood up from the couch he was sitting on in a daze.

It was the soft smile on Mo Roulan's lips that dazed him. That smile… he felt that he saw it after so many days.

"Hello, Mr. He."

Mo Roulan said to He Jian when Lin Qianru stopped the wheelchair a few steps away from He Jian. The smile was still present on her lips.

He Jian had to clear his throat before he replied.

"Hello…"

However, the dazed expression from his face seemed to disappear suddenly and he soon noticed Mo Roulan's eyes carefully. They were not that bright.

There was something wrong.

He Jian's frown went deeper and he asked coldly.

"Did something happen? You…did you cry?"

Mo Roulan's smile vanished and she looked completely startled.

Not only she but Lin Qianru also had not expected that He Jian would really find out that her daughter had just cried.

After all, she had made sure that both of them looked alright before leaving the room.

She couldn't help but look at He Jian with a surprised face.

"How do you know?"

Mo Roulan bit her tongue and put her hand on her mother's hand that was in the wheelchair. Only then did Lin Qianru realize that she just accepted that Mo Roulan had just cried.

Lin Qianru bit her lips as she looked down at her daughter who was looking at her speechlessly.

"Sorry…"

She whispered in a low voice, however, Mo Roulan just shook her head.

"I will go and make tea."

Lin Qianru bit her lips again and hurriedly left from there. She really needed to think before speaking in the future. She thought on her way to the kitchen.

The work was done already.

Mo Roulan was startled when she found He Jian kneeling in front of her the next moment and asking many questions at the same time. 

"What happened, Lanlan? Why did you cry? Is there something wrong? Is it the pain?"

He Jian forwarded his hand to touch the wound that was still covered in a bandage. However, as if he was afraid that he would hurt Mo Roulan he took back his hand. 

"I will call Zhihan."

He Jian said suddenly and was about to stand up from the ground when Mo Roulan suddenly forwarded her hand to hold his hand.

It was not like they have not touched before. However, He Jian didn't know this time the familiar but unfamiliar touch abruptly made him take his hand back when he felt Mo Roulan's hand on his hand.

The hand where she had touched suddenly seemed to feel different than any other part of his body.   

His blue eyes stared at Mo Roulan very intensely.

Was it because now this touch had some other meaning in his eyes? Was t because he had finally realized what exactly he wanted between him and Lanlan? 

On the other hand, Mo Roulan too was frozen on her chair.

She had actually never expected that He Jian would throw away her hand like this. She suddenly remembered how in her past life also, he had done it once.

'Don't touch me again…'

He had said coldly before he left her alone standing as she had repeated his words again and again inside her mind. 

She had actually forgotten that He Jian of her past life didn't like to be touched by anyone…especially the women.

She remembered when he had hugged her and she was crying that night in this life…did he have to do it forcefully.

Mo Roulan suddenly felt her heart going a little cold. Even her hands….she could feel that they were very cold. 

"Sorry…"

She whispered somehow.

He Jian came out of his trance when he heard Mo Roulan's 'Sorry'.

He cleared his throat again to clear his head from all those messed up emotions and said

"It's alright. I was just…"

He didn't really have anything to say in reply so he shut up.

What could he perhaps say?

That he felt himself something different touch so he took his hand back.

He Jian sighed when he looked at Mo Roulan's lowered head. Even if he told her, would she understand? She seemed so innocent to him.

He smiled lightly …a smile that had helplessness and focused his attention on the thing they were talking about before.

"Why did you cry?"

Mo Roulan also breathed deeply.

'She should not be affected by this small incident.'

She told herself and smiled forcefully at He Jian.

"Nothing actually."

"Just tell me."

He Jian said strictly.

Mo Roulan sighed because she knew that He Jian was not going to leave it until she tells him something so she told him something. 

"I don't like the wheelchair but my mom asked me to use it because you sent it for me. I didn't like it so I cried a little."

"Just because of this?"

He Jian asked again as he was not able to believe Mo Roulan's words at all.

However, Mo Roulan just nodded her head. She was not in the mood of talking at all. At this moment, the memories from the past were clouding her mind.

"You don't need to use it if you don't want to. The doctor that came to check you said that you can start walking lightly now."

"Really?"

The depression that had formed inside Mo Roulan's heart vanished a little and she asked with a little bit of joy in her eyes.

He Jian smiled a little seeing the brightness of Mo Roulan's eyes as he nodded his head.

Finally, it was back.

He just wanted to keep the brightness of his Lanlan's eyes.