She was warning him, reminding him about what should be done, what should not be done, or else the consequences would not be something he could bear.
"Mobai?" Feng Tianlan looked at Si Mobai with a pale face. Other than Feng Tianlan, no one else called him like this, but now...
Si Mobai looked down at her small hand which was slightly pale. It was so cold, making his heart cold as well. Moreover, her voice was so soft, so full of anticipation and trust. All these things were like a knife piercing his heart, causing him so much pain that he could hardly breathe.
As he thought of everything that had happened so far and how he had already reached this point. Si Mobai told himself that he could never give up or all his previous efforts would be lost and wasted.
Si Mobai's adam's apple rolled as he slowly pulled his big hand from her cold and small hand. Heaven knew how much he wanted to hold her hands tightly, stuff them into his chest to help warm them up.
