He held the person lying in bed within his embrace.
He caressed her face, seemingly without the intention to awaken her from her slumber. Would waking her up be useful? Not really, instead, it might just make her sad.
At this moment, he was forced to make the same choice as that man.
"Nuannuan, you know that when I face you—I can't hold up as well as you when facing me—" A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Yebai's mouth. This expression, if shown on a Weibo post for his global fans, would certainly shock all his followers.
Xiao Yebai had always been quite dashing, with a leisurely attitude of viewing life from a distance, which is why he was admired by so many, even if he had a sharp tongue.
Perhaps in the past, he couldn't even imagine a day like this would come for him.
He really couldn't hold on, so he admitted his cowardice; he couldn't bear to see her cry, to be heartbroken, especially because of him, it was really something that tormented him endlessly.
