Li Qiyu's footsteps staggered as she followed him, each step seeming to float.
She didn't know what was going through Bo Yeyuan's mind, why he chose to hide the "evidence" for her, not abandoning her when she faced the crowd's accusations! But did he... still not believe she was innocent?
Bo Yeyuan gripped her shoulders, looking down at her, "You've lost weight and are covered in wounds. No one is worth turning yourself into this."
Li Qiyu's gaze was hollow, blankly staring back at him.
Bo Yeyuan's face, so close, had appeared many times in her dreams over the past year.
"If you really hate me that much, my life is here, come and take it whenever you wish."
"The necklace wasn't mine!" Li Qiyu's mouth opened as her voice cracked.
"If it wasn't you, I hope you find happiness; if it was, then you've succeeded. Every day I'm alive is agony, you don't have to do anything, I'm already living a fate worse than death..." Bo Yeyuan's face was cold, devoid of expression.
