"Would you leave with me? Xiao Tian needs you, Xiao Guai needs you. This is a place full of sadness!"
He couldn't remember how many times he had repeated these words.
"Tell me, why did he walk into that fire? Didn't he know how much I love him?"
She cupped her face, her beautiful eyes filled only with heartbreaking despair.
She asked him this question every time.
But he wasn't Gong Beiming, so how could he answer her?
Perhaps, she herself didn't even have a proper answer in her heart.
"Xiao Yu, without him, you still have me! I've always been by your side. Can you see me?"
Gong Xize gently cupped Chi Xiaoyu's face, whispering softly.
Chi Xiaoyu looked at him, her gaze unfocused.
After a while, she gently pushed him away.
"I'm a bit tired... please go out!"
He looked at her sorrowfully, and after a long time, he slowly stood up.
Four years might not be enough. It doesn't matter, then let it be forty years...
He turned and walked out.
