As the saying goes, love creates worry, and love creates fear.
Han yichu always had this kind of attitude when facing Huang qingwu. He was careful because of love.
He would never treat anything like this on a normal day, but when it came to qingwu and his lover, he was always nervous.
When Huang qingwu heard han yichu's words, his voice was low and hoarse, but she could hear the sadness in his voice.
Huang qingwu's heart rippled, and she was slightly touched.
She followed her heart and sat down on the sofa next to han yichu.
Huang qingwu looked at han yichu and said,"han yichu, thank you. Now I know that you are a good person, so I hope that you can be happy. Sometimes, you can try to let go of some things that you are obsessed with. Maybe you can be reborn after letting go!"
Han yichu's heart ached when she heard that.
He closed his eyes, not daring to let Huang qingwu see the bloodthirsty pain in his eyes.
