Wrong life

Huang Gang felt a little regretful. Although he achieved his goal of stimulating He Ye, he felt very uncomfortable seeing Zhou Xinyi sad.

Huang Gang pushed Zhou Xinyi and apologized, "I'm sorry, I was too impulsive."

"Don't do that next time." Zhou Xinyi smiled feebly, and uttered these words lightly.

Huang Gang nodded seriously and said nothing more.

Zhou Xinyi sighed, seeing that He Ye was still paralyzed on the ground, lost in thought, so he walked over and squatted beside him.

Zhou Xinyi asked, "Can you still get up?"

This question was not answered.

"You can rest assured now." He Ye tried his best to avoid Zhou Xinyi's eyes, not wanting him to see himself so helpless.

"What's An Xin?" Zhou Xinyi said blankly: "An Xin didn't die because of me, so I can have a clear conscience? Or An Xin... I ruined her?!"

Zhou Xinyi pressed He Ye's shoulder, and forcibly pushed He Ye in front of him: "If it was you that night, would she use that adjective?"

Although he was unwilling, Zhou Xinyi still said, "Perhaps, I am not as good as you."

In front of He Ye, in front of his most hated enemy, Zhou Xinyi actually vomited out the thoughts he was least willing to admit in his heart.

"Don't compare you with me."

"you!"

This made Zhou Xinyi very uncomfortable. He was an excellent person since he was a child. Even though there were many people who didn't like him, maybe many people hated him, feared him, and avoided him, but no one had ever looked down upon him so much.

He Ye slowly turned to Zhou Xinyi, stared into his eyes, and said, "The only thing that can be compared is that we are equally hateful and pitiful."

The voice became softer and softer, He Ye felt very tired, his vision was a little blurred, his head tilted, and he actually touched Zhou Xinyi's shoulder.

Zhou Xinyi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't push him away, which made Huang Gang stunned.