Seeing the sad look on the face of the person in his arms, Zhong Qingshu's eyes darkened.
Changsun Qingyan felt the other party's hand tighten suddenly, causing his bones to ache, but he did not make a sound.
There was a hint of cruelty in Zhong Qingshu's tone, "After all these years, you still refuse to stay with me?!"
Changsun Qingyan's lips moved, "Why are you so attached to a useless person like me?"
Hearing this, Zhong Qingshu laughed, with a hint of coldness hidden in the gentle arc, "Senior brother, I destroyed your hands and feet myself, why do you think I should do it?"
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