"Don't you hate me?"
Bai Haoxue looked at Ji Hanyu, and it took her a long time to ask this question.
He had endured years of hardship and the pain he had borne throughout these years.
The torment of life and death each time the virus struck, the agony of wishing he could just die each time...
So much, so much indeed.
Whether it was the psychological torment or the physical torment, he had endured and experienced a lot.
But it's so ridiculous, so pathetic!
These were inflicted on him by her father, yes, her father.
Every time the virus attacked him, he wished he could hack the person who harmed him into pieces, skin him, and pull out his tendons.
If it were her, she would surely seek revenge.
She would repay everything doubly back.
But he found out so early, and he still continued to spoil and love her as before.
He actually... must be very conflicted too.
What a mess!
