Fei Chuan wrapped his arms around her and gently patted her back.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered. "I got too excited and didn't consider whether it would be too much for you. That was my mistake. Please don't cry."
His gentle voice—and the way he blamed himself—made it even harder for Bei Sangyun to stop crying. She weakly punched his chest and muttered through sobs, "You fool… sob... why give everything away so easily? If I asked for your life, would you give it too?" She cried while scolding him.
Fei Chuan embraced her tightly. "Of course," he replied without the slightest hesitation.
Bei Sangyun gritted her teeth as her tears continued to fall. "You answered too quickly! And you answered wrong! No one should ever ask for your life—and you shouldn't offer it so easily."
"I answered quickly because it's you," Fei Chuan said softly. "I would give my life to you without hesitation, because I know you would never use it to hurt me."
