However, as it was said, that Qing Hua didn't care about his pride anymore. It was as if he was a heartless person towards himself and he had become numb to everything, while what was noticeable now was just a lump of flesh in the shape of a human body that had no heart to weep over, made him look strong even though in reality he was very fragile.
He no longer cared about what Chu Weixu would say and how he would follow up on his request. He just felt that his life was coming to an end and he wanted to fulfill what he hadn't had time to fulfill.
Even though it sounded trumped-up, Qing Hua wished he could end it sooner.
Amid the stillness, Qing Hua's expression didn't change in the slightest. There was only desperation that kept showing up on his face. So that as soon as he spoke, it sounded like a sigh from his breath, "Weixu, I'm trying to bury my feelings for you. But, I can't. I'm almost going crazy over this."
