C1463 The Grief of Ye Beixiao

Yeh Beixiao looked at Jiang Nanxi's clear but sad eyes and felt as if his heart was being stabbed by a knife.

He did not blame Jiang Nanxi for not believing him. After all, this world was so dirty. How many people were not contaminated by dirt?

He held Jiang Nanxi's hand tightly and pressed it on his chest. His delicate eyes were covered with a layer of mist, making Jiang Nanxi look at it