Wen Ruan, Don't Pester Me!
One second, two seconds…Ten seconds passed.
Wen Ruan's fingers were on his sleeve, ready to hold his fingers.
But the next second, he brushed her away coldly.
"Wen Ruan, don't pester me!" With that, he strode away.
He did not turn back to look at her, nor did he stop in his tracks.
His entire body was filled with indifference and ruthlessness.
The tears that Wen Ruan had been holding back all this while started to fall uncontrollably.
She stood on the same spot as if she was standing on a barren prairie. She lost her way and did not know where to go!
Huo Hannian took a few steps forward and felt a sharp pain in his chest. The wound seemed to have opened again because his body was too stiff.
Blood seeped out.
However, it was as if he could not feel the pain. His dark eyes were bloodshot and dim.
He couldn't turn back!
He knew that if he turned back, his heart would soften!