"You and Xiao Li will be together, and both Yu Longting and I will help you," although my mind isn't as quick as Yu Longting's, and I'm completely clueless about Xiao Li and Beichen's situation.
But Beichen resisted even more, furrowing his brows even tighter.
Three forehead wrinkles, deep enough to trap flies, "No... I can't defile her anymore, I've ruined her happiness, why me!! It's me who ruined her happiness..."
"You ruined her happiness? Has your brain gone haywire?" I scratched my head incessantly, Beichen was talking nonsense even in his unconscious state, "Aren't you the root of Xiao Li's happiness? Her every joy and sorrow revolves around you."
Big Brother Beichen, please come to your senses.
Where else would you find such a girl who loves you as deeply as you love her?
"I'm sorry, Xiao Li... I'm sorry..." Beichen plunged into deep self-blame; he didn't have Blood-weeping Syndrome.
But now, the corners of his eyes were leaking blood-streaked tears.
