Xing Chuan came to stand by my side. Looking down at me, he said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know that you are a girl.”

I turned my back to him and refused to bother with him.

“No matter if you are a man or woman, I still love you,” he suddenly said with affection.

I turned off the stove. “Please don’t say such disgusting things so early in the morning.”

“I meant it. You know it,” he insisted.

“Heh.” I laughed coldly and pointed at my neck. “Yeah, you really love me! You love me so much that you wanted to die with me, isn’t it?!” I jabbed my finger at the backup capsule outside on the balcony.

I didn’t love him and he blew up the spaceship.

I told him to get lost and he jumped off the cliff!

This kind of love was ...