His love was passionate and sincere, he pursued her and swore he would never let her be sad in this lifetime.
But now, he rejected her closeness, he refused to see her.
She must be very sad inside...
Xiao Zexin pressed a pen to his chest and closed his eyes in pain.
Usually, when he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with a bloody scene.
But at this moment, what he saw was not his hallucination.
Instead, it was the serene smile of Nangong Ruyue...
However, this situation did not last for a few minutes.
Soon, that terrifying image attacked his brain again—
And it came like a mighty tide.
"Ah—" Xiao Zexin pressed his head hard, wishing he could just die like this, no longer suffering any mental torment.
Nangong Ruyue had been outside the door, hearing his painful cries.
Without thinking, she rushed in.
"Zexin, what's wrong with you?!"
"Madam, you can't go in!"
