C778 I will still hate you

He leaned against the edge of the bed and licked. The wound on his forehead was a pale pink stripe.

She gently caressed it, and a small wound appeared in the bottom of her heart. Even if it healed, this terrifying shadow would always remain deep within her heart.

Shu Luo, forgive me for not being able to let you go.

I can't forgive you