"What did you say, you think I'm disgusting!" Beiming Han's hand paused.
"Isn't that the truth? Your injuries haven't healed yet, don't you know this? Why do you keep hurting yourself? This kind of behaviour won't cause you pain, right? But what about those who care about you, their hearts will ache!" Gu Qingxin's eyes were red-rimmed.
"..."
Beiming Han looked at her, stunned by her words, stunned by her current state.
Because of this heartache, he could only do so, as the physical pain would lessen the emotional pain.
"If you can't accept it, you can say it, and I'll leave."
Before Gu Qingxin could finish her sentence, Beiming Han suddenly embraced her, bending down to silence her chattering mouth with his.
Her lips were so cold, colder than his, her body was so cold, so cold that his heart started to ache again.
Gu Qingxin leaned her hand against his shoulder, closed her eyes, and began to respond to his kiss.
