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At this moment, all the feigned strength collapsed like a breached dam...
Fan Lingjue felt her arms wrapped tightly around his waist, her hot tears soaking the back of his shirt, her hoarse cries laid bare the pain she was enduring.
Yet, even so, Fan Lingjue's cold heart couldn't muster any warmth, feeling only a sense of contemplation.
In the past, seeing her shed a single tear was unbearable, but now, even as she cries so sorrowfully, he couldn't find any of the feelings he once had.
Perhaps, this was because he was cold-hearted enough, or because his love wasn't deep enough, so once he said let go, he just...
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Ling Jue... don't leave me... These days I've been in a daze, I really miss you... I'm almost going crazy... I can't lose you, I can't..."
Bai Xiexie's crying voice continued, the sensation of warmth at his back growing stronger.
