Wen Muchu's heart ached faintly.
He pursed his lips and patted Lan Xiao's shoulder gently.
He really couldn't bear to see her cry. When she cried, his heart would be in a mess.
Her tears were like knives, cutting his heart ruthlessly ...
There was a voice in his heart that was shouting with all his might.
Wen Muchu, don't believe her nonsense. She's lying to you.
However, no matter how loud that voice was, he still couldn't bear to see Lan Xiao sad.
He hugged Lan Xiao tightly and closed his eyes. He didn't want to hear the voice in his heart.
Unexpectedly, after a few seconds, Wen Muchu could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Lan Xiao was frightened. She raised her hand and covered the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Chuchu, what's wrong?"
Wen Muchu only felt that after spitting out a mouthful of blood, his entire person was much calmer.
