C40 Yan Luoxi's Secret(2)

In one sentence, it was as if Yem Luochen's back had been immobilized. It was straight and stiff. His thin shoulder seemed to be in incomparable pain. He only paused for a few seconds. Then he took a step forward again and used the sound of the door closing to replace all the answers.

Tears like starlight slid down Yem Luoxi's face. She covered her face with both hands