He swore he would scold her less, work hard, and never make things difficult for her again.
She didn't speak, nor did she cry; she was just constantly restraining herself, holding back her surging emotions! How many years had it been? She had long learned to look at the past and the future through the lens of regret and remorse. Otherwise, she couldn't have survived!
She clenched her fists, forcibly suppressing her self-loathing, the guilt and regret over the passing of her father and grandparents, her whole body tensing up like a tightly drawn bow. Yu Zexiao, holding her, could feel it all the more intensely. He simply held her tightly, his lips gently kissing the top of her head, "Don't be sad anymore, you've still got me, I'll be by your side."
Without her response, he kissed her over and over, his lips slowly moving from the top of her head to the curve of her ear, finally catching her luminous earlobe, gently sucking on it as if he wanted to show all of his passion!
