Chapter 35: Self-Mutilation

He stood in place, wanting to step forward but not daring to.

Watching Mu Chenxi silently sobbing, his hand paused mid-air.

At this moment, Mu Chenxi was too fragile, so fragile that it seemed she would shatter if he touched her.

In his eyes, Mu Chenxi had always been like a plant growing towards the sun. She possessed incredibly strong vitality, always thinking in the best possible way in any situation, never liking to be defeated by negative emotions.

This was the first time he saw the light within her dim instantly, losing vitality like a withered and decayed stump.

His heart gave a slight pinch, feeling a bit stuffy, a bit painful, instinctively wanting to soothe her.

It really wasn't what she thought, he asserted firmly, "Chenxi, I really didn't—"

He didn't want to see Mu Chenxi like this.

Mu Chenxi slowly raised her head, her tear-filled eyes looking at Fu Yanshen, who appeared sincere and transparent.