Chapter 1325 Don't Like You Caring About Him

Mu Beiting slowly lowered his eyes, not daring to think about that scene.

When he found her, she was unconscious.

A bloodstain on the neck was shocking.

He just felt chills all over his body, and at that moment he almost thought she was dead.

Thick fear filled his eyes to his limbs and bones, as if he was in the severe cold.

Mu Beiting kissed her forehead lightly. He hadn't dealt with her properly yet, yet he wanted to commit suicide so cruelly.

Thinking of this, his heart hurts badly.

Is it because he is not that important to her, otherwise how could she have no attachment.

Not long after, Su Xiangwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a pair of sleepy eyes slowly opened.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met his deep black pupils.

"Are you awake?" she said softly, her voice still hoarse.

"kindness."

"When did you wake up? Why don't you sleep more?"

Mu Beiting remained silent, leaning sideways on him, and buried his handsome face in the crook of her neck, sniffing the fragrance in her hair and remaining silent.

"Be careful with your arms." Su Xiangwan instructed worriedly, but did not push him away.

"Um."

Mu Beiting still only responded, as if he was a little depressed.

Su Xiangwan couldn't help but asked, "What's wrong with you? You don't seem happy?"

Mu Beiting lowered his eyes, but remained silent, obviously not in high spirits.

Su Xiangwan frowned, feeling that he was slumped and downcast, and his heart ached, so he said softly, "Mu Beiting?"

Mu Beiting was silent for a long time, but finally couldn't help but asked, "Will you return to Song Ziming's side?"

His voice was low and hoarse, his dark eyes were deep and cold, but when he looked at her he was extraordinarily nervous and cautious, as if he was afraid of hearing an answer he didn't want to hear.

Su Xiangwan was in a daze, and only then realized his uneasiness.

She was about to speak, but he suddenly avoided her gaze and interrupted: "Forget it, stop it!"

His voice was a little louder, covering the little bit of her voice that escaped.

Mu Beiting hugged her dejectedly.

He doesn't want to know the answer anymore, no matter what her answer is, he won't let her go.

Su Xiangwan reached out and gently cupped his handsome face, and looked at him seriously: "No, I have nothing to do with him, but I just don't want to be in debt."

Mu Beiting's dark eyes looked directly at her. After a long time, his Adam's apple didn't move, and he said slowly, "But you wanted to see him as soon as you woke up, and...he even saved you."

She couldn't help chuckling, raised her head and pecked him on the lips: "I just want to know how he was hurt. After all, he was trying to save me. If something happened to him, I would feel sorry for him. But even if he saved me, he would change his life." Without the fact that I was killed in the previous life, now... at least I won't owe you any more."

Mu Beiting was silent. More than anyone else, he hoped that Song Ziming could live a good life, otherwise, wouldn't she miss him forever in her heart.

But even so, he still couldn't help worrying and being afraid, afraid that she would have hope for him, and that she would miss him.

Mu Beiting lowered his eyes and said in a muffled voice, "I don't like you caring about him."

Su Xiangwan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, stretched out her arms to hug him, shrunk into his arms, her small face was very close to his handsome face: "Then I don't care about him, and when he recovers from his injury, we will have nothing to do with each other."

Mu Beiting frowned, but thought what if the injury was not good?

And what if he keeps pestering her with his wound?

A cold look flashed across Mu Beiting's eyes. He hadn't forgotten what Song Ziming said before leaving today.