His eyes softened slightly, intending to say something else, but Meng Xi'er stood in front of him and said, "I'm tired. I'm going to sleep. Goodbye, Mr. Lu."
The smile on Lu Yebai's face hadn't fully formed when it faded again. He watched Meng Xi'er turn to leave, and couldn't help but call out, "Wait!"
Meng Xi'er stopped in her tracks and looked up at him.
"What's wrong?"
"Your face, does it still hurt?"
"..." Meng Xi'er looked at him for a while, then wanted to laugh again.
What was this? Some kind of final caring gesture?
Only after everything's settled with Yun Qiyan, he remembered to pretend to care about her?
She chuckled lightly, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Lu Yebai's gaze fell on her swollen cheeks and forehead, she looked really pitiful at the moment, all of these injuries, he had inflicted on her.
He felt somewhat guilty, he really went too far.
