"Miaomiao..."
Qi Miao opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say to make up for her unforgivable and beastly behavior.
"I'm sorry, Miaomiao, it's Second Brother's fault. How could I do such a thing?"
He raised his hand and slapped himself hard on the face.
He didn't defend himself at all. He had no memory of last night's events.
At that time, he kissed her. He remembered that clearly, and what happened afterwards just naturally fell into place.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt he was not human. He kept slapping himself on the face, not stopping for a moment.
Qi Miao hurriedly went up to stop him, "Second Brother, don't do this. It's not all your fault. I was drunk last night too, I..."
She pursed her lips, her eyes reddening again, and as if making a resolution, she said:
"Second Brother, don't worry. I won't blame you. You should not dwell on this matter, as if... as if nothing ever happened."
"How can that be? I... I ruined your innocence."