Moved (3)
The young lady's voice was as clear as a bell, causing the man to gently open his eyes. With a glance, he saw the young lady's small face that had turned pale from heartache.
He raised his trembling hand.
Due to the excessive blood loss, he almost lost the strength to even raise his hand.
don't cry, Yingluo. the man's slender fingers wiped the hot tears from the corners of her eyes, and his lips curved into a smile that could turn all living things upside down. little girl, what's there to cry about? how old are you now? you still love to cry like you did when you were young.
Di Ling 'er couldn't stop her tears from falling.
"Bei Zhi, are you an idiot? why didn't you tell me that there was something wrong with your body yesterday?"
Bei mo smiled and said,'are you regretting not giving yourself to me? If I had known earlier, I would have stayed back then, so that we could have made a deal."