"Mo'er, Mo'er!" His deep blue eyes filled with glistening tears, and countless images flashed through his mind like a film reel, making him unable to hold back the tears streaming down his face.
When Mu Qianyue awoke and saw Tianshuo's face covered in tears, she couldn't help but be stunned and asked worriedly, "Tianshuo, what's wrong with you?"
Ever since she first met Tianshuo, this guy always seemed proud and carefree.
Tears are not easily shed by men, except when they reach the depth of sadness.
A dense sorrow enveloped Tianshuo, as if even the air around was infected, carrying a faint sadness and melancholy, making Mu Qianyue's mood heavy with an impulse to cry.
"Her name is Meng Ximo, a brave and innocent woman whom I let down..."
