Chapter 37.1 (1/2)

”Don't go.” Cool small Yu urgent voice way.

Xin Zezhao pursed her lips, but her hand was cold. She pulled out her hand little by little and left firmly.

”I'm sorry.” Uneasiness is surging in her chest, while Xin Zezhao's determination makes her uneasy and more frightened. Subconsciously, Liang Xiaoyu apologizes with a strong nasal voice.

Tears had already poured out of his eyes, and gradually wet Xin Zezhao's back clothes, so the sadness was diffused.

The clothes soaked in tears are tightly attached to the skin, as if conveying the owner's panic and sadness. It's a cold liquid, but it's burning like a fire.

A slight sigh of helplessness escapes from the tight lips. Xin Zezhao stops his action and lets Liang Xiaoyu embrace him from behind.

”Don't go.” Seeing that Xin Zezhao stops, Liang Xiaoyu doesn't feel at ease. Instead, she seems to touch the switch of her negative emotion, which makes her tremble in fear, hugs him tightly, and repeats this sentence with crying voice.

”You're going to push me away.” In the middle of the sound, Xin Zezhao tried his best to hold back the heartache in his heart.

”No! That's what I said when I got water in my head. It's because my brain was caught in the door. It's because I'm stupid... ” Liang Xiaoyu shook his head desperately, regretting.

”What about Shaojin? Don't you care for her? ” Xin Zezhao's eyebrows relaxed slightly, but he still sneered.

A moment later, a dull voice came from my back: ”I'm selfish.”

Liang Xiaoyu seldom speaks in such a soft and coquettish tone, which makes Xin Zezhao shake his mind for a moment. Although his thin lips are still in a straight line, his anger is gradually dissipated.

The soft boneless hand tightly clasps his waist, and the graceful body close to him passes warm waves from behind. The faint fragrance of Liang Xiaoyu lingers around him, which makes Xin Zezhao's tight muscles gradually relax.