"Jiang Yanzhou, I deserve this."

He tightened his fingers tightly, and the wounds on his hands that were caused by the fire formed scabs, and he pulled them open again, causing blood to spurt out.

The tall man was curled up in the corner of the sofa, like a golden retriever discarded by the roadside, soaked by the rain and looking completely pitiful.

When tears rolled down Fu Beixing's face, Jiang Yanzhou was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

He has never seen Fu Beixing like this.

When he was taken out of the emergency room of the hospital and wrapped tightly, he had never seen Fu Beixing like this.

His mouth moved, not knowing what to say to comfort him.

If tears can let out the depression in your heart, then cry.

He gently patted Fu Beixing's shoulder and finally closed his mouth.

I also heard a few words in the man's overflowing tears.
Chapter completed!