Yun Bilu didn't see the deep sorrow and pain in Huang yize's eyes.
There was a trace of loneliness and desolation in his figure.
He retracted his gaze and returned to the other bedroom alone. He sat by the bed and looked at the scenery outside with a cold gaze.
He clenched his fist and placed it on his side, his veins almost popping out.
He seemed to be suppressing some emotions.
The moment Yun Bilu said that she wanted to sleep alone, an intense pain surged through his entire body.
He, Huang yize, also had things that he was afraid of. He was really afraid of losing Bilu, afraid that she would drift further and further away from him.
He could finally understand how she felt when he hid his physical condition from her, refused to be intimate with her, and did not respond to her. Even now, he still remembered the sour look in her eyes when she hugged him happily and kissed him, but he couldn't respond.
