Huo Wen'an could no longer remember the last time he cried out in pain.
It was probably when he was very young, still holding onto hope for his mother. During the times when she punished him, he would cling tightly to her leg and scream in pain.
But his mother would kick him away forcefully.
Since then, Huo Wen'an learned to be silent.
In this world, no one can truly empathize with you. Your cries of suffering are just another spice in their lives.
But at this moment, holding Xu Xingguang's slender and soft body, Huo Wen'an finally found support and reliance, and he couldn't help but soften, crying out in pain.
"Xu Xingguang, I'm really hurting."
Hurting everywhere.
Upon hearing his words, Xu Xingguang suddenly felt a pang in her heart, filled with regret for having left Huo Wen'an to endure everything silently.
