"Why are you crying?" He finally moved away, touching her tears with his fingers, "For whom are you shedding so many tears? You seem very reluctant, are you unwilling to be caught by me, or are you unwilling...you Will be separated from me eventually..."

His voice dropped for a moment.

"Yunshang, you want to leave me because of your illness, don't you?"

"..."

"Are you afraid that you will be separated from me sooner or later, so you moved ahead of time, so as not to make me sad?" [

"..."

"Speak—I'll let you speak."

He clasped her chin tightly, so excited that he forgot to control his strength.

Bai Yunshang's jaws were tightly grasped, her cheeks were sunken, her eyes were full of water, and she looked at him brokenly.The look in his eyes was so painful.

This kind of pain cannot be pretended.

Sikong Zeye's heart felt as if it had been severely scratched by a knife.

"Tell me, Bai Yunshang, you love me!"

"..."

"Say, say you love me—"

Bai Yunshang's lips moved, she couldn't speak, her eyes were blurred, like a shattered kaleidoscope, seeing countless his shadows dangling in front of her eyes.

Sikong Zeye, what should I do, what should I do with you...

Suddenly, he punched hard on the window frame behind her.

Punch after punch, his fists moved fiercely, and the window frame made a dull impact sound.

A pigeon was so frightened that it flew from the window sill to the branch...

"What are you doing?" Bai Yunshang was stunned for a few minutes, then reached out to block his fist, "Don't do this, don't force me anymore!"

His arms were held tightly in her arms.

The fist has worn out the skin, bloody and bloody.

Bai Yunshang glanced at it, then quickly turned her eyes away, her heart twitched, and a few more tears fell...

"Why do you hurt your body every time you have an impulse. You are really...really stupid, do you know that..."[

Sikong Zeye stared at her tears, and said in a voice, "The tears are for me this time, right? Yunshang, you are hurting me."

"..."

He held her hand and put it tightly on his heart, like a child asking for love: "Are you hurting me?"

"Yes, I feel sorry for you. Why do you do such a naive thing to make people who care about you feel sad for you?!" She breathed hard, with tears on her face, "I can't even love myself, and talk about it." What qualifications protect the one you love?"

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