Xia Dongye turned his face away. That fact was so hurtful and heartbreaking that he could no longer say it.
"You're talking nonsense!" Haiyue roared, forcefully breaking away from Xia Dongye's hand, and quickly covering her ears, refusing to listen to such words.
Haiyue knows what Xia Dongye is going to say![
She had already expected such a result!
However, she just couldn't hear Xia Dongye say it himself, because it meant that the fear in her heart had come true and Sikong Jingqiu would have left!
"Haiyue..." Xia Dongye grabbed her hand that was covering her ears, pulled it down, and looked directly at her with sad eyes, "The rescue team has announced... We even asked the coast guard for help, and they all said
…”
Xia Dongye's voice was full of sadness and pain.
If he could, he wouldn't want to and wouldn't believe it!
But the facts were before their eyes, and they couldn't tolerate disbelief.
Jingqiu has indeed been swallowed by the sea and will never come back!
"Hai Yue... I know you don't want to believe it, but Jing Qiu is really gone..." Xia Dongye finally said the words.
His voice was like being cut by a blunt instrument, intermittent, and full of boundless sorrow.
"Shut up! I don't want to listen! I don't want to listen!" Haiyue screamed at Xia Dongye with blood-red eyes, and kept struggling and beating Xia Dongye with her hands, "There is no way that anything will happen to Jingqiu! He will be fine!
Didn’t you say that he has good water resistance? Didn’t you promise me that he would be fine? Didn’t you..."
Haiyue kept screaming and yelling, as if this could make Xia Dongye take back what he said.
Xia Dongye stood there quietly, letting her scream.
Finally, Haiyue became hoarse and could no longer make any sound.
She staggered forward and knocked her forehead heavily against Xia Dongye's chest. The tears that kept pouring out soaked Xia Dongye's clothes and burned Xia Dongye's skin.
Xia Dongye didn't know how to comfort Haiyue like this. He could only choose to stand there and wait for Haiyue to calm down.
I don’t know how long it has been...
When the tears on the clothes gradually turned cold, there was no longer a hot feeling on the chest, and the person leaning on the chest stopped moving, as if he was asleep, motionless.