Feeling the force of the satchel hitting his face and hearing the pain in Yang Na's cries, Li Huowang also felt as if he was suffering with her.
The equally pained Huowang reached out with both arms and tightly embraced the young girl before him.
"Nana! Don't be like this, I'm begging you!"
Feeling the long-missed embrace, an agitated Yang Na gradually calmed down, resting her head on Li Huowang's shoulder as she silently wept.
At this moment, they seemed to return to the school rooftop of years past, where they had similarly clung foolishly to each other until daybreak.
As time passed by, second by second, Yang Na clung to Li Huowang, wishing for this moment to last a little longer.
However, she soon felt a pair of hands on her waist, slowly applying pressure, trying to push her away.
Yang Na wrapped her arms tightly around Li Huowang, trying not to let go.
But her strength was clearly no match for Li Huowang's, and she was eventually pushed away.
