Feng Tianyou opened his eyes and saw the figure in front of him; it was Shuang'er.
But she was crying so sadly.
Feng Tianyou furrowed his brows, reached out, and gently caressed her face, "Don't cry, it's okay..."
His voice was very soft, and he felt as if his whole body was weak, with a dull feeling in his chest.
Lin Zishuang tightly held the hand he was using to caress her face, "Tianyou, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I won't dare to again, I'm sorry."
Lin Zishuang felt very guilty, having worried the entire night, and finally, Feng Tianyou had woken up.
Feng Tianyou wanted to get up and hold her to comfort her well, but unfortunately, his strength seemed to have been drained.
"Be good, I won't be in trouble, don't cry."
This time, Lin Zishuang was truly scared, "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere now? Does it hurt anywhere? Do you want some water?"
"I don't hurt, it's okay, don't cry."
