"Yes, I'm just a cripple now, how can I be worthy of you?" Ling Muye looked down at his legs that he couldn't move, and suddenly laughed bitterly.
The three cruelest words in the world are probably 'not worthy.'
Once, Gong Beiyao had made him deeply realize what it meant to give his all and still not be worthy of her.
Now, his physical condition had made him deeply feel that he was not worthy of fighting for her.
He couldn't even protect her anymore, he could only be a burden to her, how could he dare to hope that she would stay with him forever?!
He clenched his fists tightly, yet he couldn't hold onto her!
"No, it's not like that," Sheng Qianxia said: "I just can't love anyone else. Sorry, Ling. I have made mistakes before, I can't keep making them!"
She had tried to accept it before, but in the end, she only hurt herself and others.
"Am I not terribly mistaken too?" Ling Muye looked at her.
He thought it would be easy to leave her.
