Taking Away The Stars Chapter 94

At midnight, in the silent deep sky, stars twinkle brightly around a sickle-like crescent moon.

The tiny pains spread from shallow to deep and hit the deepest part of his body. Tonight, there was always a pair of warm hands tightly wrapping his weak fingers. The power as hot as sunlight was transmitted into his body from afar, like comfort and also like preference.

The sweat had already wet the loose hair on his forehead, which was then gently brushed aside.

The mole at the corner of his eye twitched slightly as he trembled, giving it a sense of broken beauty.

Such pain is unbearable and difficult to endure, so the meaning of endurance is always difficult to find, which further demonstrates his strong will.