Gu Junhang carefully helped her wash her eyes and face. Buried in his palm, she felt the warmth coming from his hand. Involuntarily, Xia Yumo's heartbeat sped up a bit.
At this moment, she even felt that being taken care of by Gu Junhang so tenderly was more uncomfortable than having her eyes filled with salty sand.
This made her involuntarily think of the years she spent with him when she had taken care of him meticulously.
Now that she's finally hardened her heart to break up with him, she doesn't want to fall deeper into his tenderness, or else her previous efforts would be wasted.
When the foreign sensation in her eyes disappeared, Xia Yumo immediately moved away from Gu Junhang, took the towel handed to her by Qiao Xu, and wiped her face dry.
When she faced Gu Junhang again, she resumed her previous distant demeanor and said indifferently:
"Thank you."
Seeing her like this, Gu Junhang looked at her with a somewhat complicated gaze and said hoarsely, "No need."
