Xie Wanqing's fingertips trembled slightly as she watched him force a smile at her.
There was a hint of despair in that smile, and she found herself somewhat lost in it, until she heard him say, "It's sick. Could you please be kinder to it?"
Under her thumb was his strong and powerful heartbeat, not at all like someone who was sick.
But he indeed kept coughing up blood.
Xie Wanqing swallowed, momentarily at a loss for words.
She had reasoned with him until she was hoarse and had even cursed him in her utmost fury.
To escape from his side, she had done everything possible and even things that weren't.
Yet, it still led to this situation.
They both were almost at a point of no return.
If she had known earlier, she...
Xie Wanqing closed her eyes.
Even if she had known today would come, what could she have done about it?
"Please let go," she almost begged, "Let everything from my past life be like a dream. Can't you give up?"
Lu Ziyuan lowered his eyes, "Not even if I die."
