In the guest room, after Li Muyun left, only Lun Ying remained.
Lun Ying brought a towel over to wipe Li Weihuan's face. Li Weihuan laid lifelessly on the bed, his eyes devoid of spirit. He appeared thinner than the last time she'd seen him, causing Lun Ying to sigh. "You fool, it's over. Why do you insist on torturing yourself like this?"
Li Weihuan's fingertips trembled, but he remained silent.
"Don't feel hard done by. To me, it's only logical that you lost Miss Gu. Because you never truly tried to understand what she genuinely needed in her heart!"
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