Jin Jumo suddenly felt very sad, her throat trembled a few times, and she lifted her eyes to look at him calmly with deep sentiment in his eyes, "Brother Ying, I am very grateful for you saving my grandfather, but there are some things I can't give to you and won't be able to offer you."
Looking at Ying Jingyao's gradually dimming eyes, Jin Jumo bit her lip and smiled, "Brother Ying, I hope we can remain friends. Of course, if you feel you can't be friends with someone like me, that's okay, I respect your decision."
Jin Jumo knew that her face must now be marked with the words "heartless."
But what she could do for him was only this.
Ying Jingyao stared steadily at Jin Jumo's smiling face for a long time, then softly tugged at the corners of his mouth and murmured, "Momo, you know, the more you act this way, the more I can't let go."
"..."
Jin Jumo's smile stiffened, "Brother Ying..."
