Gus Yu cried.
Cold tears fell on the back of her hands and wet her skin. This was the first time she saw Gus Yu’s tears. She didn’t know what to do and didn’t know what to do.
Charlotte Cha looked hurriedly, a little flustered.
Before she came, she was prepared that Gus Yu would not admit it, but she didn’t expect him to answer so candidly that they all recognized it.
The man’s hands lightly fell on her back, wanting to touch but not daring to touch her too intimately, lest she feel more uncomfortable.
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