Ling Yin opened his bruised and swollen eyes, drank some water but didn't close them, lay there holding Hua Hua's hand, muttering: "Little Chu... don't go... I won't say things you don't like to hear anymore... Little Chu..."
Hua Hua's arm was gripped painfully by him.
Even though he looked like a pig's head from the beating, his grip strength was not small at all.
Hua Hua was practically defeated by him, pulling a chair to sit beside him: "I haven't left, let go of me first."
"No!" Ling Yin mumbled: "No, I won't be a nobody!"
Hua Hua's eyes became wet, then she angrily scolded: "Are you out of your mind or what, I'm utterly speechless with you, why take everything so seriously? I thought you were a mature man, turns out you're no more mature than me, just a hotheaded fool pretending all along? And you even went and got into a fight!"
