Lu Yebai took a deep breath, his intense gaze fixed on her. He seemed out of breath, yet stubbornly suppressing it.
He asked, "Do you also know that I am being despicable?"
Meng Xi'er pursed her lips slightly, raising her eyes to look at him.
"Meng Xi'er, what do you really want?" He seemed to be so heartbroken that he couldn't help but ask, "What kind of punishment do you want me to endure before you would forgive me?"
Meng Xi'er was slightly taken aback. Punishment? What was his so-called punishment?
She slowly raised her hand and placed it on his injured chest.
She whispered, "I gave you a bullet. But you gave me a destroyed home." She closed her eyes and said softly, "It's enough that I am the one acting disgracefully. Lu Yebai, you do not need to do this."
"Meng Xi'er!"
