As long as he's okay...
She wouldn't care about anything else.
It had already been enough.
The person in his arms sobbed herself to sleep. Gu Huai'an lowered his gaze slightly, looking at the teardrops on her face.
She's cried so bitterly, calling out the name of another man in his arms. He already knew Meng Xi'er was not yet over Lu Yebai. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so devastated, as if death were imminent, when he nearly killed Lu Yebai by shooting him.
Gu Huai'an's soft-colored eyes deepened slightly. He stretched out his hand to gently stroke the teardrops on her face, the chilling sensation seeming to seep into his heart.
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As soon as Meng Xi'er opened her eyes, she saw Gu Huai'an, who was sharing a blanket with her.
She was still a bit startled when she saw the man's face.
He was deeply asleep, breathing steadily. His arms and legs were thrown over her, so heavy that she almost couldn't breathe.
