"Don't look at him!" Having snapped back to reality, Han Zishi saw Lin Xileng and Feng Yuyue exchanging "deep looks" and felt a surge of anger rise within him. He forcefully pulled Lin Xileng over, commanding in a dominating manner.
This rough movement made Lin Xileng wince in pain.
Feng Yuyue, seeing this, lost the smile on his face and sternly reprimanded, "Han Zishi, you hurt her."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to," Han Zishi said anxiously as he looked at Lin Xileng, carefully asking, "Where does it hurt?"
"It's nothing," Lin Xileng smiled sweetly.
As long as she could be close to Zishi, even if covered in scars, she was willing.
"Sorry, I'll be more careful not to hurt you in the future." Even though Lin Xileng said it was nothing, Han Zishi still felt somewhat guilty.
He didn't understand what was wrong with him.
Seeing Lin Xileng made him feel agitated, not seeing her made it worse.
He always wanted to protect her from getting hurt, but he kept hurting her himself.
