At the doorway, the tall man's body was hunched over, large beads of cold sweat dripping onto the floor, soaking into the carpet.
His lips parted, gasping for air as though he were a fish thrown ashore, suffocating without water, the choking sensation wrapping tightly around him.
Yu Chiyin felt like he was about to die...
The more intense the pain, the more he was tortured into suffocation, yet the image in his mind grew clearer by the moment.
Just now, at the moment he turned around, he had seen the glimmer of tears in her eyes.
He shouldn't have come...
He deserved damnation; he shouldn't have appeared before her.
Yu Chiyin gasped heavily, caught in unbearable agony, a faint shimmer of moisture appearing at the corners of his eyes.
"Axuan, save me... Axuan... I'm sorry, Axuan..."
His emotions surged uncontrollably, and he couldn't stop murmuring Lu Fengxuan's name.
Just then.
A familiar pain swept over Yu Chiyin's body once again.
