She shoved him with almost all her strength, and Huo Jingting nearly stumbled aside.
Gu Nanqiao sat there motionless, her disheveled hair concealing her face and hiding her expression.
Huo Jingting extended his long arm, pulling her into his embrace, asking in a subdued voice, "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
He reached out and brushed the hair away from her face, and when he saw her face, he was taken aback.
She was alarmingly pale, with no hint of blood color.
Moreover, her eyes seemed even more swollen than before, her face streaked with tears.
"Alright, alright, don't cry anymore." Huo Jingting didn't know what had happened, but seeing her like this, he couldn't bring himself to ask, and could only comfort her for the time being, "If you keep crying, your eyes will swell so much you won't be able to face anyone."
"I remembered four years ago." Gu Nanqiao's voice was choked with sobs, unable to hold back the tears, "Huo Jingting, I can't forget."
