"Don't be afraid," Li Zexi's hoarse voice rang in Luo Qianqian's ear. Although he was still suffering from a forcefully grabbed neck, he pulled Luo Qianqian behind him. The force brought Luo Qianqian to the ground.
Seeing him comforting her despite his condition, Luo Qianqian's eyes immediately reddened, "It's all my fault... I've dragged you into this..." If I had followed the main group, none of this would have happened.
"It's fate," Li Zexi gently shook his head and, touching his throat, slightly curved the corners of his lips, "At least you still have someone with you."
Hearing Li Zexi say this, Luo Qianqian felt even worse inside. She wanted him to leave her and escape quickly, but under the circumstances, escape was impossible, and the guilt pent up inside made her feel even worse.
