“…… I used to be left in the trash bin and no one cared for it, can I not get dirty...... My mom doesn't know how many men she can sleep with for money, can I not get dirty...... But others say that I don't care about Young Master, but it's her—"

"It's her ......"

abandoned him, and hated him for being dirty.

How could she be so cruel to him.

Yaobei listened to what he said vaguely, as if something was tearing at the bottom of her heart, she didn't think that he would have such an experience.

I don't know what kind of trauma she said will bring him.

Some of Li Mushi's experiences are beyond her imagination.

Yaobei's heart was filled with a trace of pain, and he walked up slowly, hugged him gently, and turned a thousand words into one sentence: "...... Sorry ......"

Yes.

I'm sorry......

She could feel that she had broken his heart, and even stimulated him to think of some memories of the past that might not have been worth looking back on.

What everyone shows in front of a person is only a surface of the present.

No one knows what this person's past will be like.

Is it really right to use everything now to completely negate his entire person......

Yaobei opened the door of the room, and the little body helped him in with difficulty.

He drank so much wine and tossed again, and now he finally wanted to stop, but his misty eyes were still flashing with tears, and he seemed to be extremely sad and painful.

Yaobei tried his best to take care of him, gently wiped his cheeks with a warm towel, helped him take off his wine-stained shirt, he closed his eyes slightly, muttered in a daze, resisted, as if he didn't want anyone to come close to him and touch him.

Yaobei didn't expect him to be so dishonest and resistant.

Between his lips and teeth, he still whispered something.

Yaobei leaned closer to listen, and when he heard this, his small body was slightly stunned.

He rested his wrists on his forehead, his eyes closed, his eyelashes were wet and shiny, and he whispered between his lips and teeth, "... Don't want me...... Don't want me...... North-North, North-North ...... Don't leave me ......"

When he was drunk, he unconsciously murmured, hoarse, and had a thick nasal voice, which made people's hearts ache when they heard it.

Yaobei's breathing was slightly sluggish, and she just looked at Li Mushi like that, her eyes were full of complexity.

He......

He's done so many bastard things...... Are you really repentant now......

Yaobei raised her finger and gently landed on his forehead, tossing his messy broken hair, her lips moved slightly, and she said softly: "...... Li Mushi...... Do you love me......"

Li Mushi, do you love me......

Yes......

This is important to her......

She doesn't have to ask him to love her alone for the rest of his life...... But she hopes that at this moment, he can fall in love with each other like her.

After Li Mushi heard this, he subconsciously muttered: "...... Love you...... North-North ...... I love you...... I love you......"

He can't seem to say enough, he keeps saying that he loves her, loves her.

Yaobei's eyes were moist and red.

She bit her lip lightly, and her heart was filled with a thousand complex emotions.

Finally, she slowly approached, her eyes falling on his lips and a soft kiss.

That kiss, in the dark, covered too many meanings.

When she slowly raised her head and looked at Li Mushi, she saw that he had fallen asleep unconscious......