When Lin Xihe heard Mu Ruoyan apologize, she lowered her eyes, a complex emotion flashing in them.
She made a silent vow in her heart: Mu Ruoyan, you forced me to do this, so don't blame me later.
Even if things eventually spiraled out of control, she had no choice but to accept it.
Lin Xihe composed herself, her eyes welling up again, large tears streaming down her cheeks and dripping onto Mu Ruoyan's hand.
Those scalding tears seemed to carry endless grievances and sorrow.
Mu Ruoyan noticed the dampness on her hands and instinctively looked up, her eyes filled with worry: "Did I use too much force? Did I hurt you?"
His voice was urgent, and he stopped what he was doing.
"What did I do wrong!" Lin Xihe cried out hoarsely, her body trembling violently, on the verge of collapse. "Why are you doing this to me? What did I do to offend you?"
Every word she uttered seemed to be squeezed from her broken chest, filled with endless sorrow and grievance.
As she spoke, she gently pounded Mu Ruoyan's shoulder with her uninjured hand.
"You're so unpredictable every day!" Tears streamed down her face, her eyes red and filled with despair. "I live in constant fear, always on edge, afraid of upsetting you, but no matter what I do, you're never satisfied! What do I have to do for you to let me go!"
"Either punish me thoroughly and make me give up on this idea!" Lin Xihe completely lost control of her emotions, roaring recklessly, "Stop pretending to treat my injuries, I've had enough! Since you're planning to kill me anyway, why bother applying medicine!"
"You don't need to kill me yourself. If things continue like this, I'll be tortured to death sooner or later!" As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Xihe's tears flowed like a burst dam, surging uncontrollably.
She pulled her trousers up to above her knees. Compared to the small bruise on her hand, the large patches of bruises on her legs looked incredibly gruesome against her fair skin.
"What exactly do you want from me to feel satisfied? Do you think I'll even make it to Nanzhao alive?"
Mu Ruoyan never expected that kneeling for just one night would result in such severe injuries. A wave of intense self-reproach washed over him, completely overwhelming him.
Why was I so despicable? She was just a little girl. Why did I pour my hatred for Gu Qinghuai onto her...?
His hand trembled as he reached out, wanting to wipe away Lin Xihe's tears, but his arm felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and every inch of movement was incredibly difficult.
"I......"
In the past, his mother had humbly knelt down and begged him countless times in order to win his father's favor.
At that time, the deep despair and helplessness on his mother's face was just like Lin Xihe's at this moment, like a sharp knife piercing his heart.
Women are inherently weak, so why was I so cruel to drive her to the brink of despair?
Mu Ruoyan felt that Lin Xihe's tears were like a torrential downpour, mercilessly extinguishing all the arrogance and indifference in his heart, and washing away the guilt deep in his heart.
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