Song Xiwei: "..."

It was clearly Aoqian who yelled first.

Why are you acting so aggrieved, as if you've done something wrong to him?

Song Xiwei was stunned.

Tears welled up in Aoqian's eyes. Song Xiwei watched as his tears threatened to fall, which made him feel terribly wronged.

"I...I need to rest. You can go out now." It wasn't her fault, but she just couldn't stand seeing him like this.

Song Xi frowned slightly, not wanting to see his aggrieved face.

Aoqian's pursed lips trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes and fell one by one.

He stood there motionless for a long time, his face still showing signs of being half-dried. "If I don't go back to my sect with you, will you stop looking for me?"

Song Xiwei rubbed her temples wearily. How was she supposed to answer that?

"If that's really the case, you're going to abandon me, you're going to leave me behind, you don't want to take care of me anymore." Aoqian's voice was filled with dejection and anger.

"Song Xiwei, don't even think about it! You were the one who approached me, you said you would protect me, you said I could fight alongside you in the future, do you want to go back on your word? Don't even think about it, I won't agree!"

Aoqian stared at her stubbornly, his eyes frighteningly red.

Song Xiwei's eardrums were shaking from his shouting.

She looked at him helplessly, and their eyes met.

His eyelashes were still damp, his grievances hadn't faded, and his eyes held anger, loneliness, and longing as he looked at her.

"Give me some time to think about it." Song Xiwei couldn't bear to argue with him, so she had to back down first.

Ao Qian's lips moved, and after a long silence, he said in a cold and hard tone, "Don't disappoint me!"

After saying that, he left without looking back, and the sound of Aoqian slamming the door shut once again shook Song Xiwei's ears.

No sooner had Aoqian left than Xiaozhuang entered the house.

Seeing Song Xiwei rubbing her temples, she looked extremely tired.

Did he make things difficult for you?

“She cried,” Song Xiwei said.

"He hit you? And made you cry? Let me see where you're hurt!" Xiao Zhuang thought it was outrageous. This Ao Qian had gone too far. Song Xiwei's body was in such a state; how could she possibly withstand that...

"No, he didn't lay a hand on me. We just had a falling out, and he felt wronged, so he cried. He was the one who cried, not me."

After Song Xiwei finished speaking, she let out another heavy sigh.

She was very distressed and irritable. Xiao Zhuang's suggestion that she return to her sect and settle things with Ao Qian was clearly the right thing to do.

I genuinely felt that I should do it.

However, when Song Xiwei saw Aoqian's aggrieved expression and the way he was crying, she felt a sudden, heavy, and slightly aching pain in her heart.

Aoqian was a tough guy. He had been injured many times before, and even when I scraped his bone to treat him, he never frowned, let alone shed a tear.

This is the first time we've been together like this.

Song Xiwei was a little confused by Ao Qian.

Although the two had argued before, Aoqian had never cried.

Most of the time, when he's sulking, he'll wait for her to coax him, but a few times he'll come to her to ease the tension.

But today...

Despite his outburst of anger, Ao Qian failed to answer the two questions he had raised.

"No way? He cried because of your argument? Wow, Wei-jie, you're amazing! That's Aoqian! You made him cry? Is he bad at arguing? But I don't think you're very good at arguing either..."

Xiao Zhuang seemed to have discovered some incredible heroic deed, and he was quite excited.

Song Xiwei shook her head helplessly, "I didn't really argue, he just yelled at me, and I yelled back, and then he burst into tears, looking so wronged, sigh, I..."