The last word stabbed him so hard that he couldn't breathe. He closed his pale thin lips, and his half-held hand began to tremble.
Lan Xi climbed to his feet and placed his hand on his shoulder. He continued, "Do you know how I felt when I just took a shower and saw that I was covered in that type of imprint, and that I couldn't wash it off?"
Mu Yichen's consciousness was collapsing bit by bit.
She was only 17 years old.
Her voice and thoughts were both tender. She should not have accepted these things that were too mature.
But she...
But now, she was slowly revealing the facts in front of him, reminding him of his sins bit by bit.
Her eyes turned redder and redder. She whispered, "I'm thinking about what I'll do in the future. I'll get married in the future. How can I talk to my bo
