Bian Jin took Yaoyao and looked cruel, but in fact he was reluctant to let it go. After biting, he rubbed his face with him, afraid that Yaoyao would hurt him, and his actions to comfort him were like a child.

His face was covered with tears, and tears rubbed against Yaoyao's shoulder.

His voice was not loud, and Yaoyao could hear it clearly beside him.

"Miss... I know I'm not worthy... I always know... I also know you've been trying to help me, and I also know you never dislike me..."

"But I'm so useless. I'm really useless. I don't know what value I have, and I don't know what I can leave behind."

"I'm incompetent..."

Bian Jin's eyes quietly narrowed.

"I was incompetent, so the young lady didn't like me anymore...so the young lady said those words..."

If the young lady really doesn't want him anymore, what should he do?

suicide?

despair?

No!

Absolutely not!

Bian Jin hugged Tong Yaoyao tightly, and the deadly darkness in his eyes turned into a strange light. It was still dark, but it was filled with an unspeakable paranoia and hope.

Miss, I must not retreat!

I'm incompetent, I'm not worthy!

They are not worthy either!

Miss, even if I die, I will be a handful of dust under your feet. I will definitely...will not let go!

Bian Jin buried his head on Yaoyao's shoulder.

How fearful he was of his past, how worried he was to be abandoned, how heavy the shadow he had...

Those are still buried in his heart.

But a stronger obsession overwhelms these.

He is still afraid of the past.

But compared to that kind of fear, it is obvious that the fear of being abandoned by the young lady overwhelms everything.

Even if he begs, he will kneel at the young lady's feet and will not give anyone else a chance!

Yaoyao raised her hand and touched his head and said softly.

"There is no incompetence. I told you that these things are not to abandon you, but to tell you-Bian Jin, you can act spoiled to me, just like you taught me."

"If you can act spoiled to me, I will agree, just as you never reject me."

Bian Jin lay on Yaoyao's shoulder, sobbing, tears stuttering.

He rubbed Yaoyao's shoulder again, suddenly raised his head, turned his head and said to Qiu Quan standing next to him.

"Open the light."

Qiu Quan was startled and asked.

"You know I'm here?"

Bian Jin rubbed his hair and said.

"Well, I know, but I don't want to talk, I don't know how to talk. I've been escaping for a long time."

After saying that, he lifted the hair on his forehead.

Qiu Quan turned on the lights, and the light shone on his face.

Bian Jin's hair is soft and has its own curls. It has been hanging down obediently, and looks very well-behaved.

He has a cute baby face, which makes people feel sweet when they smile. The corners of his lips are naturally curled up, and his lips are pouting, revealing a cute atmosphere all over his body.

Not to mention that when he cries, he should be pityful.

But now, his face was clearly covered in tears, his nose was red, his lips were broken, and his hair was stuck to the corners of his mouth when he lifted up, but his eyes were extremely calm.

It seems that it is mature and becomes more and more dangerous.

The dark eyes still had no breath of living people, but it was very stable, and the fear and grief were completely gone.

The boy grew up in an instant.

Bian Jin lifted his hair and looked at the people around him. Suddenly he didn't mind being seen by them in such a miserable state.

Because all the embarrassment, fear, and the shadow of childhood are not as good as the young lady who doesn't want him anymore.

Bian Jin raised her hair and smiled.

"I'm sorry, I've been worried."

After saying that, he picked up Yaoyao and squirted between Yaoyao's eyebrows, curled his lips and smiled a little badly.
Chapter completed!