Xiyan was still sobbing quietly.
She hadn't broken down like this in a long time and found herself completely unable to control her tears.
Ou Jue was both furious and anxious, his tone sharp and intimidating, "I'm warning you, if you dare to cry again, I'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish! Even if we find Ou Xiaoluo, you won't get to see him!"
"Waa..." Xiyan tilted her head back and cried even harder.
From the moment Luoluo went missing, Xiyan's heart had been stretched taut.
Like a rubber band pulled to its limit, it finally snapped in this instant.
Guilt, self-blame, worry, fear...
All these emotions piled up together, and now, in this moment, in front of Ou Jue, they collapsed entirely.
"..."
Watching Xiyan cry so remorsefully, Ou Jue cursed under his breath, feeling as though something was stuck in his chest, suffocating him.
He had no idea how to comfort a girl.
But right now, he was willing to try anything to make this idiot stop crying.
