"Can you two not be such clowns? Can't you let me sulk in peace for a moment?"
"Honey, what's wrong? If something's bothering you, talk to your hubby and let me cheer up a bit."
As he spoke, Yu Hu approached Gu Xia.
Gu Xia, also tired from drinking, tipped her head to rest it on the sofa.
But her head slipped and ended up resting on Yu Hu's shoulder…
She didn't notice and continued lamenting, "Yu Hu, do you think...those who hurt others deserve forgiveness?"
"Honey, don't scare me. Hurting others warrants execution," Yu Xiuli deliberately acted timid.
"I mean, hypothetically…"
"Well… it depends on who was killed, right? If it's an utterly wicked person, then perhaps forgiveness is possible," Yu Hu admitted honestly.
"Is that what you think?" Gu Xia, somewhat surprised, glanced at Yu Hu.
Yu Hu nodded, "Ah… but that's just my personal opinion, haha, not representing the Guard Team."
