The boy opened his mouth.

No sound came out.

He pursed his lips tightly.

The last touch of blood faded his lips.

...

"Is it intentional?"

Xiao Xiao came to this conclusion without surprise.

"Like the rain?"

"Or some other reason?"

...

The boy lowered his eyes.

I felt a little annoyed.

He wanted to say the answer he liked the rain.

But he couldn't make a sound.

He reached out and touched his neck.

Of course there are other reasons.

And this reason...

...

"Don't you want to answer? Or don't know how to answer..."

Xiao Xiao asked bluntly.

...

The boy was filled with helplessness.

ah?

...

"It's OK."

Xiao Xiao's mouth bent slightly.

"I said that I don't want to say it or don't know how to say it, but I can't say it."

"You have no obligation to answer my questions."

...

The boy looked at the eldest brother blankly.

Don't want to say...

no.

He doesn't know what to say...

I don't know if others are interested in listening to him telling boring stories...

He doesn't want to see other people's sympathetic gazes.

He doesn't like being sympathized with.

Not at all.
Chapter completed!