Jian Han lifted a tender fist and hit him on the shoulder, pushing him hard. "Wuu..." She didn't speak; she just kept crying.
Zhou Dayuan allowed her to hit him, and he covered her trembling red lips. In a trance, he did not know whether it was his tears or her tears. They mixed with rain and dripped onto the ground.
"Honey, I'm sorry. I had no choice. Can you teach me how to do it? I admit that I had forced you into a corner deliberately and made you sad intentionally, but when you were in pain, my heart ached as well. Honey, forgive me. Can you forgive me?"
Jian Han cried in his arms as he held her tight. She had cried too hard and that had led to her temporary lack of oxygen. She fainted immediately.
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