His face was very pale.
His eyes were tightly shut, as if he wasn't even breathing.
Was he really in such pain?
Yet despite the pain, he still didn't push her away; he still held her.
Nangong Ruyue's nose felt a bit sour.
She quickly got up, and almost as she moved, Xiao Zexin moved swiftly as well.
They distanced themselves from each other simultaneously, Xiao Zexin turned his head away from her, and his breathing finally became much smoother.
In love yet unable to be close...
Who could understand this kind of suffering?
"You... go out, I want to rest..." Xiao Zexin said with difficulty, gasping for breath.
Even though he still rejected her, Nangong Ruyue still felt happy.
At least he allowed her to touch him.
"Okay, I'll go out, have a good rest."
She didn't stay but left decisively.
She didn't know how serious his condition had become.
But she knew that she had to proceed gradually, and she wouldn't relax in the slightest.
