"There, there, don't cry!" His face was serious, and his fingers tenderly caressed her cheek.
The more she thought about being sad, the harder she cried, clinging tightly to his hand without loosening her grip.
"Do you really care about me that much?" Gong Beiming asked in a low voice, gazing down.
"Nonsense, of course I do! And you're still asking, do you even have a conscience!"
Chi Xiaoyu rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, wiping away tears.
"Ahem, since I'm about to die, could you grant me a request?" Gong Beiming unconsciously let a slight smirk cross his lips.
Chi Xiaoyu looked at him through tear-blurred eyes, nodding desperately, "Mm-hmm, just say it, whatever it is, I'll fulfill it for you!"
He leaned in close to her ear, "We haven't done it for so long... since I'm about to die anyway, why don't we do it one last time, let me die in bliss!"
Chi Xiaoyu's eyes widened.
Instantly, she stopped crying.
