When Zheng Wenhao saw she was awake, his tears had already stopped.
But after hearing her words, he couldn't help but start crying again.
His sobs were choked and suppressed.
"You have nothing to be sorry for… I'm the one who should apologize. I fell for the wrong person and made a terrible mistake… I'm sorry, Xiaxia. You did nothing wrong. It's all my fault."
Zheng Wenhao held Xu Shengxia tightly, his chest heaving.
"You didn't do anything wrong either, don't blame yourself… A hao, you're a man. Even if you made a mistake with someone, it's okay. Don't be so hard on yourself. How could you think about suicide? If your parents found out, how heartbroken would they be?"
For the moment, Xu Shengxia couldn't summon any strength, nor could she get Zheng Wenhao out of there. All she could do was try to comfort him with gentle words.
"But I lost you… and you can't forgive me." Zheng Wenhao held her, his face buried in the crook of her neck, his voice hoarse and strained.
