Lu Yebai shakily held out his hand, silencing her lips, "Stop talking." His voice too was trembling.
He tightly held her, feeling the chill from Meng Xi'er's body seeping into his heart bit by bit.
He knew, Lu Yebai thought, he had always known, that it was time to let her go.
But he reluctantly refused, refusing to let her go just like that.
He resented, after all this time, that they were no closer to being together.
He refused to admit, that he had already lost her.
One wrong step had led to a cascade of missteps, he really wanted to go back to that night, he should have realized, why didn't he realize that night that it was Meng Xi'er who was with him? None of this would have happened otherwise.
His heart truly ached.
