19 Yixuan (1/2)

His warm breath came closer. Xia Ruoxin numbly lay down. She closed her eyes shut and waited for the torture to begin. However, there was no sign of movement from the man beside her.

She opened her eyes. The man was looking at her with contempt. ”You really thought that I liked to touch you?” he sneered. He turned around to cover himself with the blanket.

Xia Ruoxin tugged at the corner of the blanket and squeezed herself into a ball. The two of them were lying so close on the bed but there was no love between them—only hatred.

What she was not aware was that Chu Lui, who had his back towards her, was tightly holding his fingers. A look of slight embarrassment flashed across his eyes. He realized that he had just shown compassion towards the woman.

Especially the way she had behaved. He had been that soft-hearted.

Soon, however, the corners of his lips curled up. No, she was afraid that he would torture her to her death. There would be a time for that.

Xia Ruoxin lightly shuddered, and her long eyelashes kept fluttering.

”Yixuan… Yixuan…” The frequent moaning reached her ears. The painful murmuring from the man beside her suddenly awakened her. Every mention of the name caused her heart a bout of spasm.

”Little brother…” Her mouth opened and closed but there was no sound.

She carefully reached out her hand and put it on the man's forehead. She could feel his perspiration.

She could feel her heart aching suddenly. Had he been like this every night thinking of the woman whom he had loved so deeply? If so, would it have comforted him and made him happier if she was the one who had died?