Comforting Her In His Own Way

Her words sent a sharp pang through Long Yang's heart. Remembering something, he lifted her wrist and gently rubbed his finger pads along the light marks encircling it.

The marks were already faded and barely visible at just a glance.

"How did you get this?" he asked softly, stifling the pain in his heart. He had already spotted it yesterday, but he had kept himself from asking about it for fear that the answer would devastate him.

Lu Liangwei glanced at it and replied airily, "Chains."

Long Yang's breath hitched in his throat. Were the marks on her ankles left behind by chains too?

He wordlessly pulled her close to him.

Knowing that he was concerned about her, Lu Liangwei reassured him, "I'm not bothered by them anymore."

Long Yang's fingers dug into his palms as he struggled to contain his emotions. "How did you threaten to kill yourself?"

"I wanted to commit suicide by biting off my tongue, but it didn't work."