Yin Shaojie's eyes suddenly felt wet, and they reddened slowly. He tried to hold back his emotions, and he reached out to cup Xiaoxiao's face in his hands.
His voice trembled a little as he said, "You idiot…"
With misty eyes, Xiaoxiao looked at him and said, "Promise me, okay?"
Yin Shaojie stared into her eyes and sighed. He felt a little helpless and put on the spot.
"Foolish girl. Relax, I won't kill recklessly because I don't like to kill people as well."
Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't hear the underlying implication in his words, but she said stubbornly, "Don't ever kill anyone, even if it's for me! Okay?"
Yin Shaojie didn't want to continue this discussion with her, for he couldn't promise her anything. Who knew what would happen in the future? What if someone else hurt her again? How could he make such a promise to her then?
He wasn't afraid of getting blood on his hands.