It was only at this moment that Yun Xuefei realized she had been enduring far more over the past few months than she had thought.
She longed for him to be by her side during these months, even if he had unfortunately gotten infected. She wished she could be with him, rather than staying alone here, unable to do anything, only silently worrying and pretending as if nothing was wrong.
At last, Huo Yanzhao released her and pulled her tightly into his embrace.
"I'm sorry, Xuefei, I'm sorry..." He laughed hoarsely, yet the joy in his voice was evident, "I didn't realize I still held such an important place in your heart. I didn't expect... that you still deeply love me."
Yun Xuefei bit his neck, as if she wanted to take a piece of flesh out.
She didn't hold back at all, as if she wanted to consolidate all her hatred into this one bite.
Huo Yanzhao didn't struggle, as if he couldn't feel the pain, allowing her to vent.
After a long while, Yun Xuefei released him while crying.
