Mu Yin stiffened, as if all her senses were suddenly activated, and though she dared not move, she still forced a relaxed smile. "Probably, after all, we siblings only have this one life left. If we can avenge our parents, death is worth it, isn't it?"
Bo Fengheng grimaced in pain, his eyes reddening slightly.
He lowered his head, burying it in her hair, "Yinyin, was it my fault, okay? It was all my fault before. You can punish me however you like—just don't be so heartless, okay? It hurts so much..."
The pain in his voice, hoarse and nearly trembling, poured into her ears, "Forgive me, okay? Let me make it up to you, spoil you, love you... We'll have many children, and no one will be able to separate us..."
Suddenly, a drop of burning liquid fell onto her skin, scalding, scalding...
Mu Yin shuddered, suddenly stiffening as if she'd lost all sensation.
Her heart trembled.
Reason told her to push him away, but her limbs felt leaden and utterly immobile.
