"Oh…" He Juan made a look as if someone had punched him in the gut, his expression turning ashen.
Feeling extremely distressed at the anguish in his mate's eyes, he gathered Mu Yuze into his arms like the omega was something small and fragile. One hand cradled Mu Yuze's head, while the other wrapped around his waist as though seeking to hide him away from the world. And Mu Yuze was more than willing to comply as he nestled deeper into the protective cocoon of his Alpha's embrace, his own arms wrapping behind He Juan's back. It was warm— so warm that Mu Yuze felt like he could melt right there and then.
"I–I'm so sorry, Xiao Ze…" came He Juan's pained whisper above him. "I never meant to make you witness that. I never wanted to see you get hurt, but… time and time again, I always end up making you sad, don't I?"
