C45 Chu Yi's Thoughts

"Hate me? Why?"

Soong Xier's voice was hoarse after the burning pain. Zheng Yushuo slowly raised his head and slowly pushed her shoulders with both hands. She felt her back touch the cold wall.

Facing Yushuo's eyes that were glowing with cold starlight in the darkness, it was even colder.

The light that was cut by the tree shadows outside the window flickered and fell on his face