"Just think of it as me putting an end to this relationship for myself, let me have one last brief dream, let me be willful once more."
She was not from their circle, and after this time, there probably wouldn't be another chance to interact like this. The chance to be together, which was already in his grasp, he couldn't just let it go.
"Brother Tao, I'm begging you."
In the night, Shen Jianshu's face was as pale as paper.
He stood there, his delicate body seemingly as if it could topple over with a mere poke.
Although he was standing, his voice was humbled to the dust.
Had Luo Tao ever seen Shen Jianshu like this? Even during the most difficult times they had faced together, Shen Jianshu in his memory was always full of pride, a tough and unyielding man.
Luo Tao stared at him for a long while, eventually unable to refuse him.
He turned his head away, and after a long moment, couldn't help but curse:
