Self-blame, considerate

Seeing Huang yize like this, Yun Bilu's heart ached for him. She gently tugged at his sleeve and said,"I'm fine. Don't worry."

Huang yize sat down by the bed and pulled Yun Bilu into his arms.

He hugged her gently, his arms shaking slightly.

He didn't speak.

Yun Bilu was really worried about Huang yize.

Recently, Huang yize's emotions had been unstable, and she was really worried."Huang yize, what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?"

Huang yize merely rested his head on Yun Bilu's neck and rubbed it like a fragile child.

"Bilu, I'm sorry," he said in a low voice.

Yun Bilu was about to push Huang yize away, but when she heard those words, she was stunned. She turned around and hugged him."Why are you apologizing to me?"

"I've made you worry and didn't take good care of you,"

Yun Bilu still understood Huang yize. She knew that he must be feeling terrible and blaming himself right now.