"But Gu Brother, the last person to come looking for me, accused me of being the murderer. I was terrified at that moment, Brother, I'm not..." a murderer.
She hesitated, unable to voice the last three words.
Lou Ming hummed twice, "I understand."
Lou Yan glanced at him cautiously, "Brother, you... believe me."
"Of course." Without even thinking, Lou Ming replied.
Whether he believed her or not wasn't very important. After all, if someone who didn't want to do it died, what did it matter to him? He wasn't exactly a good person.
Lou Yan bit her lip, "But what if I really am the murderer?"
Lou Ming asked dominantly, "What about it?"
"Brother, you are so kind," Lou Yan's slender arms wrapped tightly around Lou Ming's arm.
"You're all wet, just sit tight," Lou Ming pushed her away. But Lou Yan refused to let go, "You're my brother, what does it matter... The main thing is, I was so scared on the yacht today, holding onto you makes me feel safe."
