Jing Yunzhou's handsome face showed a hint of shock at first, then was filled with hurt: "You're still blaming me, aren't you?"
"I'm the one who is useless."
"It's only right that you blame me."
Jing Yunzhou chuckled mockingly: "I really am useless if I can't even protect the person I love."
"Living like this is truly painful." Jing Yunzhou was enveloped in sadness, dressed in clean, white clothes, giving the impression that he was a celestial being descended from the heavens.
However, Qiann Yan said, without looking up, "Then go ahead and die."
"If you don't want to live, just die. No one will stop you." Qiann Yan repeated, afraid that Jing Yunzhou hadn't heard.
The cool wind blew in through the window, bringing a coldness that made Jing Yunzhou shiver.
He felt the wind sneaking in through his collar and sleeves was chilling, especially after hearing Qiann Yan tell him to die. This coldness turned into a numbness, freezing him to the bone.
