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"...99, 100." Yan Luoxi thought to herself that this definitely wasn't punishing him, it was clearly punishing herself.
Under the black dress shirt, Yan Luoxi saw the scars on his abdomen. Besides those, he had many new wounds overlaid upon the old ones.
She suddenly pushed him away. Li Yeqi, caught off guard by the push, almost fell off the bed. He quickly steadied himself, and when he looked back at her, she had already sat up, tears filling her eyes as she stared at him.
Li Yeqi instantly felt as confused as a monk who couldn't reach his head. He reached out to pull her into his embrace, but before he could touch her, she scooted back several times.
"Xixi..." Li Yeqi frowned, everything had just been fine, so why had her attitude changed so abruptly?
Seeing her gaze fixed on the area around his heart, he looked down at the crisscrossing new and old wounds on his chest. He quickly realized and hastily said, "It's not that serious, Xixi, it's okay."
