The Scar in Brother Wu Bi's Heart (3)

His tone was as gentle as ever, but Jian Ai couldn't tell if he was forcing himself or if he was fine.

"Brother Wu Bi, stop talking. It's enough that I know this," Jian Ai said, her heart aching. She didn't want Brother Wu Bi to tear open the wound that had already scabbed over.

Wu Bi looked at Jian Ai with a warm gaze. His words made Jian Ai's heart tremble.

"I want to because I don't know anyone else who can make me say this."

Jian Ai looked at Wu Bi and felt the emotions in his eyes. It was a warm and passionate gaze as if he had found his spiritual sustenance. He had the urge to tell her about his inner world.

Jian Ai slowly nodded because she could feel Brother Wu Bi's mood. He wanted to say it.

Perhaps he had kept this matter in his heart for many years, and it was a torture that he could not vent.

Seeing this, Wu Bi's gaze changed, as if he had fallen into his memories.