Xie Limo finally understood what Yun Bixue was saying. His hands trembled as he hugged her, and his embrace grew tighter. He almost wanted to swallow her up.
Yun Bixue's mind went blank. Besides feeling apologetic and hurt, she didn't even know what else to do. She had even forgotten how painful her feet were feeling.
Suddenly, Yun Bixue came to a realization. She pushed away Xie Limo and grabbed his arm. "Let's hurry up and go home so you can change. You should take a warm bath first. I don't want you to catch a cold. It's all my fault. I've forgotten all about it."
Hearing that Yun Bixue had somewhat calmed down, Xie Limo finally heaved a sigh of relief. He picked up her heels and carried her too, as though there was no one else around them. He carried her in his arms as he walked across the bridge and towards the car.
There were still a few people on the bridge. After witnessing that scene, they felt incredibly envious.
