Song Jin's face alternated between pale and flushed.
He couldn't think of anything else to say, but his hand really hurt. "Let go..."
"Stay away from Tingting from now on," Xu Shu dragged Song Jin before him like a rag, not even bending his waist. He whispered close to Song Jin's ear, "Otherwise, every time I see you, I'll beat you up. If you're about to die, I'll save you, keeping your wretched life hanging on. I can manage that."
Song Jin's eyes suddenly widened.
His vision was unfocused, all he could see was Xu Shu's face, yet he couldn't register any expression on it.
It had been a long time since he was beaten, so why did it feel like he was in phantom pain now?
Especially when the fear in his heart magnified infinitely, Song Jin didn't even dare to lift his head and muttered, "Got it."
Only then did Xu Shu let him go.
He took out a handkerchief from his bag to wipe the filth off his hand.
