Li Chengyun paused before continuing, "And your hand isn't completely ruined, just injured. It will definitely be healed, and your brother will definitely be found, he'll return home safely!"
Then he embraced her, holding her tightly in his arms.
Had it not been for the fear of hurting her unhealed wounds, Li Chengyun really wanted to squeeze her body fiercely, stuff her into himself, and become one with her.
It was the first time Li Chengyun had embraced Jingrong since she learned her hand was disabled, and she did not struggle fiercely, but just stood still while being held by Li Chengyun, as if she had been struck by point-stopping technique, motionless.
Her body may have been still, but her emotions were tumultuous.
A sharp acidity rose from deep within her chest, sweeping over Jingrong's entire nervous system. After a while, her voice trembling, she finally said, "Li Chengyun, after how I treated you before, why are you still so good to me?"