Chiang Xiao gently patted his back.
Meng Xinian turned around, not letting her see the tears in his eyes, and directly pulled her into his embrace, resting his chin on her shoulder.
"Little, can you save him?"
"Yes."
Chiang Xiao didn't hesitate, responding directly, and then she felt Meng Xinian's body suddenly relax.
"Brother Xinian, you won't be feeling guilty for a long time, always like this, will you?" She said with some disdain, "Then I'll leave tomorrow."
Meng Xinian immediately stood up straight, holding her shoulders and looking at her, "Try leaving."
"Can you break my leg?" Chiang Xiao widened her eyes.
Meng Xinian's eyes showed a glimmer of laughter.
"How could I bear to? I'll kiss you until you faint, so you can't leave."
He was never such a conflicted person. Earlier, he was just overwhelmed by the shock and couldn't handle it for a moment. But the worst didn't happen, and Little brought him hope. How could he continue to feel guilty and sink into depression?
