The sunlight outside was warm, but it could not shine into this deep room. Light shone in from the high window.
Jun Shiling stood still. Bo Xiao sat on the ground with blood at the corners of his lips. Similarly, he did not speak.
"Have you thought about An Rao?" After a while, Jun Shiling spoke again.
Bo Xiao, who was on the ground, was instantly stunned. His fox-like eyes, which were always smiling, had lost their light. Bo Xiao lowered his head. "I let her down, and I let you down."
As Bo Xiao spoke, his fingers gripped the ground tightly, leaving a white mark on the cement floor.
Jun Shiling's eyes were deep as he looked at Bo Xiao quietly. "You really disappointed me."
"Mm." Bo Xiao lowered his head, making it impossible to see his expression. However, the dispirited and painful aura around him could not be ignored.
"I'm leaving." Jun Shiling seemed to be unable to stay in this room anymore and turned to leave.
