When Ling Yin spoke again, his voice was hoarse and uncomfortable, "I didn't do it on purpose."
"Haha, saying you didn't do it on purpose, can you wipe clean the fact that you abandoned Little Chu?" Hua Hua stared at him, wishing to glare a hole into him, "If you didn't do it on purpose, why didn't you go find him? Admit that you abandoned him and stop playing this 'not on purpose' game with me. Hearing this just makes me want to hit you!"
As he spoke, his slender fair hands clenched tightly.
The stance, as if at any moment, he would get angry and impulsively swing his fists hard at Ling Yin.
"I can't find you. I don't know where you went. I didn't have the ability to find you, and when I finally had the ability, I still couldn't find you. Little Chu, I've been searching for years but mistakenly, not knowing you turned out to be a man."
Ling Yin wanted to explain, but the explanation felt pale and powerless.
