Gu Qingxin shook her head vigorously, "No, I won't be mad at you... You did very well, extremely well. You make me feel... so happy."
Beiming Han smiled, "Then why are you crying? From now on, I'll treat you even better."
Gu Qingxin shook her head, "We don't have a future, sooner or later we will part ways, Ah Han, I don't know what to do?"
She suddenly hugged him tightly and started to cry.
Listening to her cries was like a knife cutting through his heart. He picked her up, carried her to the bed, and let her sit on his lap, gently patting her back.
Crying like this might make her feel a little better inside.
Exhausted from crying, Gu Qingxin lay on his shoulder, her long eyelashes soaked with tears, not moving at all.
"Do you still feel like vomiting? I'll take you to eat some plum." Beiming Han carried her out of the bedroom and into the living room.
Aunt Zhou was about to take the fruit inside, but seeing them come out, she brought the items into the living room.
