"You...awoke?" Bo Yeyuan staggered toward her, his body tensing so much that he broke into a cold sweat.
Li Qiyu's clear eyes looked at him like a mirror, seeing all the guilt inside his heart.
He was so remorseful he dared not meet her gaze, bending down to help her…
"Don't touch me—" Li Qiyu pushed away his hand, her cold voice cutting through, "I find it disgusting."
Bo Yeyuan's Adam's apple moved, and he stood there like a gigantic child, "Qiyu, I've been waiting every day for you to wake up, thinking of you all the time, even in my dreams…"
Bo Yeyuan suddenly pulled her into his embrace, ignoring her hitting and biting him, refusing to let go. The tears welling up from his bloodshot eyes carried the scent of alcohol, "I was feeling down and had some drinks, I didn't mean to push you... Where did you get hurt, does it hurt?"
Li Qiyu's expression was cold, her despair reaching an extreme, as if saying, "Bo Yeyuan, just let me go."
