At this moment, he finally realized how violently the woman in his embrace was trembling! Her complexion was terrifyingly haggard, her bright eyes were bloodshot, and her full lips were devoid of color, like a withered rose!
In that instant, he wished he could die from the heartbreak!
This was what he had brought to her, pain and nothing but pain!
"Yiliang…" He heard his own voice, as if his soul was detaching, uncontrollably speaking the words he most hated, "Stay away from me…"
"No… I won't!" Mu Yiliang fiercely reached out and held him tightly, "Don't think you can use this excuse to push me away! I don't care, I don't care! Yan Sijue, I'm begging you, please don't…"
Begging you, please don't…
