The apology was spoken softly.
Jiang Qingli paused, a little puzzled. "Sorry?"
His knuckles, resting on the thin blanket, clenched so tightly they turned white.
The young man repeated himself. "I'm sorry, Miss."
"I have those..." He paused for a few seconds, then summarized his dreams and his secret love with two words: "Disgusting fantasies."
Not daring to see the condemnation in Jiang Qingli's eyes, he kept his gaze lowered. His dark lashes cast long shadows on his pale face, making him look as if he would shatter at the slightest touch.
Jiang Qingli stepped closer and was about to speak, but Yi Nuo spoke again.
As if he had made up his mind, he said earnestly, "I will leave the Jiang Family."
"If you don't wish to see me, Miss, I will disappear from your sight forever."
"But please, Miss... at least for the duration of our time in the Twelve Cities, allow me to protect you from nearby."
"I won't appear in your line of sight. I won't do anything to displease you."
