"I'm sorry, Yingluo."
Bo Yi looked over weakly, his lips moving slightly as he said this.
"don't apologize anymore, bo yi. you did nothing wrong."
None of us have it.
Sangsang, darling. Bo Yi called her name softly. He was infatuated, reluctant, and reluctant to leave.
"i have something to tell you."
Sang Xia sat back next to him. She saw him reaching out his hand as if he was about to touch her. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly and she held his hand.
She had feelings for Bo Yi.
However, this had nothing to do with love.
Bo Yi had once saved her, comforted her, and gave her a lot of happiness. Even if they were not lovers, she had long treated him as family.
She hoped that he would lead a better life than anyone else.
"Go on, I'm listening."
Sang Xia responded in a low voice.
