C58

Seeing Chu Hee's tears, Qing Lin wanted to kiss him, but before he could do anything, Qian Lia's words once again echoed in his ears …

Brother hasn't tried it yet, right?

The extended hand formed a fist in mid air, and Qing Lin slowly retracted it back, as he drooped down powerlessly.

He wanted to find a corner where no one could exist, he hugged his head and quietly savored the pain, he felt terrible, two different emotions were rampaging through his mind, Qing Lin did not know what he wanted to do, he only knew that, at this rate, he would go insane.

Lifting his eyelids, he saw him.

You, are mine!

"Tired?" Chu Hee asked.

This question, which should have made people feel touched, instead caused Qing Lin's body to tremble as if he was struck by lightning.

He could no longer differentiate between reality and memories, and he felt that this hug was not real at all. Chu Hee's words, those expressions, those voices were all not for him, but for Qian Lia …

Qian Lia's words became a curse and turned into a nightmare. Qing Lin was unable to chase them away nor was he able to let them go.

Like a wounded beast.

"Qing Lin, what's wrong?" He wanted to console him, but suddenly, he raised his head up as he looked at Qing Lin with his black eyes that were filled with pain and madness …

After slapping off Chu Hee's hand, he turned him over in his embrace …