This suffocating sense of being trapped was no joke; Chu Xiaohe’s voice had grown noticeably hoarse, a change Tuoba Liuli could clearly detect.
"Did I really hurt you?" Startled, she loosened her grip, though she did not let go entirely. Instead, she kept her hands locked tightly with his, fingers interlaced. "I am gripping myself with great force. If you try to push me away by force, my fingers will break! I am using internal energy—I know martial arts, you know."
She spoke with such sincerity that Chu Xiaohe found himself torn between laughter and tears. His heart remained heavy, filled with a complex, inexpressible melancholy.
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