"Tian Xin..." Yang Junyi looked at her, passionately saying, "Don't leave me, don't..."
Tian Xin sobbed uncontrollably, he was clearly doing it on purpose...
"I'm sorry, Junyi..." Tian Xin looked at him.
"Don't apologize, Tian Xin, you did nothing wrong!" Yang Junyi shook his head, "It's my fault for not protecting you well, which let you get hurt..."
And the deepest wounds, one came from Tian Xin's own brother Song Xuyao, another came from Yang Junyi's own father...
They are the closest people, yet they are the ones who gave the deepest wounds.
Tang Baijin lit a cigarette, and before the waiter brought up the clothes, he put on a shirt from the floor, the shirt's hem was wrinkled, and he didn't tuck it into his pants, letting it hang loosely.
When the waiter delivered a woman's clothing, Tang Baijin took over, "Tian Xin, go change clothes."
Tian Xin was still wrapped in a sheet, she took the clothes from Tang Baijin's hands, then looked at him: "Stop fighting!"
