Lin Yue looked at the bruises on Zhuo Xiangqiao, her eyes filled with heartache.
"I'll go call the doctor to take a look at you." She said and started to walk outside.
"It's nothing, just some minor injuries."
Zhuo Xiangqiao immediately reached out and pulled Lin Yue, who was about to leave, into his arms. To him, the bruises on his shoulder were just trivial injuries.
Back then, the things he went through and the injuries he suffered made the current bruises seem insignificant to Zhuo Xiangqiao.
"You just stay here with me."
Zhuo Xiangqiao wrapped his arms around Lin Yue, whispering in her ear, while resting his head on her shoulder.
His tone resonated in Lin Yue's ear, softening her heart.
"But..."
"Just accompany me."
Zhuo Xiangqiao softened his voice, saying this as he nuzzled his cheek against Lin Yue's ear.
With Zhuo Xiangqiao's actions, Lin Yue softened, hesitated for a moment, and gave in to Zhuo Xiangqiao.
