Zhuang Yibo couldn't help but be stunned, and just stared at him quietly, unable to make any reaction.

Shen Wangjin stretched out his hand to hold her face, and gently rubbed her pale face with his fingertips. Seeing her almost stagnant expression, after a moment, he said in a low voice: "Why, are you unhappy?"

Zhuang Yibo was completely unaware of his own emotions.

Happiness or unhappiness are all hidden in the heart full of uneasiness and guilt.

She was worried about his health and his condition. She didn't want him to misunderstand her relationship with Yu Yi. She still had many things she wanted to say to him, but, but...

But she couldn't ask the most important words.

She killed his brother with her own hands, and she made him lose his only relative...

Even if she tried her best not to think about that incident again, how could she not think about it when facing him?

And how can he not hate her or blame her?

She was so filled with sorrow that she couldn't even utter a single word.

Until, his hand touched the end of her eyes little by little, looked straight into her eyes, and said again: "Do you still blame me?"

Zhuang Yibo's stagnant eyes were shocked, and when he met his gaze, tears finally fell down uncontrollably.

When she failed to speak, he actually asked first.

But what he asked was, is he still to blame...

She couldn't give him any response, except tears, surging uncontrollably...

Shen Wangjin looked at her quietly for a moment, then suddenly reached out to touch the tears on her face, moved slightly closer to her, and said with a slight smile in his tone: "Do you still blame me for this reaction?"

Zhuang Yibo never thought that he would talk to him in such a tone.

She looked at him, and after a long time, she finally found her voice, almost mute: "Why should I blame you..."

After hearing this, Shen Wangjin lowered his eyes again, looked at her and said, "You can blame me, but there are too many things. I can't finish them in just a short while..."

She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and covered the back of his hand, but she still just looked at him with tears.

Shen Wangjin chuckled again, "Are there so many tears to shed? It seems that I do have too many things to make up for..."

He turned his face slightly, kissed her hand gently on the back of his hand, and said in a low voice, "I don't know, will there be another chance?"

The warmth from her hands reached the tip of her heart, and she trembled uncontrollably.

She thought she knew his answer.

She should have been happy, she should have laughed.

But when she tried hard to put on a smile, she still cried uncontrollably.

Shen Wangjin slowly embraced her into his arms, held her and let her cry.

He knew that after the accident, she probably had never really cried heartily like this.

He once thought that she would never want to see him again in this life;

He also thought that never seeing her again might be the best option for her.

It was only at this moment that he realized that some facts were not what he thought.

"So, I still have a chance, right?" After a long time, until she calmed down little by little, Shen Wangjin asked again in a low voice.

After a long time, I finally heard her slightly trembling voice: "Yes... you still have many, many things to do, and many, many responsibilities to bear..."
Chapter completed!