Ellen was tightly held in his arms.
The warm tears, like poison, seeped into the man's hard chest bit by bit, infecting the cold-blooded and ruthless heart.
Sadness seemed to be contagious, and Jamie's heart began to throb faintly.
His slender fingers were clenched until they were pale, and he didn't speak until after a long time.
"I can't let you die. Don't even think about it."
Ellen did not have the strength to retort. Her weak body made it impossible for her to stay conscious for a long time. Soon, she fell asleep in Jamie's arms.
Moonlight came in from outside the window.
The whole room was covered with a faint layer of whiteness.
Jamie listened to the steady breathing of the little girl in his arms, and the corners of his lips curled up in mockery.
All the words that he could not say were poured out.
"Ellen, I actually want to treat you well again."
"Say, do you think I'm a simp, huh?"
