His grip tightened.
Ning Xixi tried to pry his fingers off, wanting to break free, but he raised his eyebrows and said, "Behave!"
Gong Xiu watched their clasped hands, a forlorn smile on his face.
"Xixi, do you know, we will soon become..."
"Hey! Are you deaf? Get lost!" Ji Yebai interrupted Gong Xiu before he could finish.
Gong Xiu clenched his fist.
So hard that his knuckles turned white, veins bulged, and his joints creaked non-stop.
After all, anything he said now was meaningless.
With a devilishly charming curve to his peachy eyes, he looked at Ning Xixi, "Xixi, I wish you happiness."
Was it Ning Xixi's illusion? She thought she saw a shimmering water light in the depths of Gong Xiu's eyes.
Tears?
The thought had just crossed her mind when she laughed it off.
How could it be, how could Gong Xiu cry for her?
Gong Xiu turned around and left without looking back, his silhouette faintly exuding a sad and resolute aura.
