Lu Bai's breathing gradually became heavy and slow, each breath feeling especially difficult. At this moment, all those lingering thoughts were gone, her eyes covered in a bloody mist, blurring her vision.
"Don't cry," Lu Bai said, "Xiaojiu, don't cry."
"I'm in pain," Lu Xiaojiu said, still refusing to lift her head to look into his eyes, afraid that once she did, he would see the thoughts that were almost ready to pour out. Lu Bai watched her tears fall, one by one, feeling even more distressed than she was.
It's always been like this, from childhood to adulthood.
Whenever she felt bad, his mood would never be at ease.
When she wanted to hit someone, he'd roll up his sleeves and step in.
All of Xiaojiu's wishes, he silently fulfilled.
Never letting her down.
He stayed by her side, silently protecting her for over a decade.
From the moment he was born, holding her tender hand, this girl was destined to play an irreplaceable role in his life.
