It was very difficult for Wen Qingzhu to calm down. Only when Qiu Xi was by his side and in his line of sight did he feel at ease.
He even had dark thoughts in his heart, which was to Tie Qiu Xi to his side and let her belong to him.
He didn't want to not see her.
This feeling was too torturous.
Every time he was in pain, he hated himself. He hated himself for not cherishing it in the past.
Xie Yan 'er looked at Wen Qingzhu's stiff and pale face. She did not want to hurt him,"you've met Qiu Xi. How was it?"
"She still refuses to forgive me. It's already very good that she can come to see me every day, but I can feel that there's always a gap between us. She doesn't trust and rely on me as she used to, and I always feel that we're no different from strangers."
Wen Qingzhu's voice was filled with sadness and helplessness, and even her heart was in great pain.
