His palm was empty. He lowered his eyes and looked down, as if his heart had also gone empty. His handsome brows furrowed almost imperceptibly for a moment.
Tang Yaoyao withdrew her hand and looked up at him again.
When she saw that it was her fourth brother, she realized what she had just done. She was now severely insecure and subconsciously did not want to be touched by anyone, so she withdrew her hand without even seeing that it was him.
Xiao Jinhan's hand froze in mid-air. He smiled, expressionless, and said, "Come back to my room with me."
Because of pain and worry, she was still somewhat delirious and her breathing was heavy: "I'm not going back."
Xiao Jinhan reached out to help her up.
She stepped back, her body language and eyes screaming reluctance.
Su Mei was shocked by what she saw. She wanted to offer some advice, but she couldn't speak because of the coldness emanating from him.
Xiao Jinhan gave her a safe distance, looking directly into her bloodshot eyes, staring at her intently without touching her.
Tang Yaoyao knew that this would hurt him a lot, but she really didn't want to leave.
She didn't want to leave, nor did she want anyone to force her, until she learned the latest situation of Ye Junlin.
With tears welling up in her eyes, she said, "Fourth Brother, please don't force me, okay?"
This time, she called him Fourth Brother.
Xiao Jinhan's breathing suddenly became heavy, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were filled with an unfathomable depth. He looked at her for a long time, and this time, he did not force her to take him away.
She spoke again, her voice trembling slightly: "I don't want to leave."
Xiao Jinhan did not leave. He stared at her for a long time, his expression somewhat cold, and patiently extended his hand to her.
She was somewhat stunned, because she was so close to him that she could clearly see the shimmering light in his deep eyes, which then turned sharp and cold...
She lowered her eyes and looked at his clean, slender hands, his knuckles slightly white, as if he was trying his best to hold back something.
Xiao Jinhan's gaze settled on her blood-soaked feet. He moved his lips, and this time, his voice was soft and gentle, completely different from his expression: "Sixteen, I'll ask you one more time, are you coming with me or not?"
She stood there motionless for a long while, and the atmosphere became heavy.
His well-defined hand remained frozen in mid-air, stubbornly refusing to retract.
She suddenly remembered the moment when he was injured and she pulled her hand away. His eyes weren't very clear then, but thinking back on it afterwards, it made her feel a little pained.
She didn't know why, but a very bad feeling suddenly welled up inside her. If she didn't let go of his hand at this moment, it would be the end for them...
After that, Ye Junlin will become a chasm between the two of them, and neither of them will be able to cut it off and move towards the other.
Tang Yaoyao's eyes were a little red. After a while, she moved her sore arm and placed her hand in his palm. As soon as her fingertips touched his warm palm, he grasped her hand and gently rubbed his thumb back and forth on the web of her right hand.
Xiao Jinhan smiled enigmatically: "I thought you wouldn't give me your hand."
His words sounded understated at first glance, but upon closer reflection, they revealed a deep sense of bitterness and helplessness.
Her heart suddenly ached, a pain completely different from the pain she felt when she learned that Ye Junlin was seriously injured and unconscious.
She squeezed his hand back, looked into his eyes, and gazed at his stunningly handsome face. Aside from acting, her voice trembled for the first time: "How could this be..."
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