"What's wrong?" Lu Yebai's sudden movement surprised Meng Xi'er. At such a close distance, they could hear each other's heartbeats. Lu Yebai's heartbeat was fast, very flustered...
"It hurts me," his voice was suppressed, somewhat trembling, his face buried in her back, "I don't know how to make it up to you. To make you happy."
How long would it take to dissolve those hurts? Although Meng Xi'er said she didn't blame him anymore, every time he thought about it, he felt a pain that pierced his heart.
"You really are..."
Meng Xi'er didn't know what to say.
"Let me hold you."
"Okay..." She relaxed her body, leaning into his embrace, feeling their heartbeats together.
"I will treat you well," he whispered from behind her.
"Mm."
"Very good, very good," he quietly promised, "you believe me."
Meng Xi'er turned around, cupped his face, and she knew that the past had become a thorn in Lu Yebai's heart, and he was hurting for her.
This person was really a fool.
