The girl vomited, and feeling weak all over, she slumped into his arms.
Helplessly looking at her pathetic state, Su Chaoyang gently settled her down, then went to the bathroom to fetch a warm towel, carefully wiping her with it.
"Su Chaoyang...why do you like me...why are you so nice to me... I'm not worth it, not worth you doing this... not worth... your love..."
She babbled on and on. Su Chaoyang, busy as he was, didn't initially understand what she was saying. But as he listened more closely, his heart gave a heavy lurch and he even stopped what he was doing.
What was she saying?
Was she really saying she wasn't worthy of his love?
Could it be that she was drinking to drown her sorrows today exactly because of this?
Could his love actually be causing her such great distress?
"I'm not worth it... not worth it..." She mutters on, unaware as two crystalline tears slide down her cheeks, soaking into the soft pillow and disappearing in an instant.
