He didn't get up but looked up at her, his eyes brimming with brilliance, softened by the warm sunlight, even the corners of his brow grew gentler.
She sniffed, "It hurt a lot when being pressed down."
Aiden Shaw listened, his lips moved slightly, Adam's apple rolling, and he sat up, sitting beside her, placing both of her small hands in his palms, giving her silent comfort.
She didn't know why, suddenly feeling delicate, murmuring, "It still hurts now."
It really hurt, her whole body lacked strength, and the special painkillers seemed ineffective. She was also scared inside, gripping his hand forcefully, looking at him sideways, "I am the one being protected yet it hurts so much, Julian must be suffering greatly."
Suffering?
Aiden Shaw wasn't very sure, only remembered that during the transfusion, Julian, even after being injected with anesthetic, frowned as if he was experiencing bone-removing pain.
At that time, if it weren't for him, Sixteen would be gone...
