Tianxing did not dodge, she clenched her teeth and closed her eyes.
A "bang" sound echoed.
Yuntian's fist, when about to hit Tianxing's face, changed direction abruptly and hit the wall beside her face.
Tianxing did not experience the imagined pain, she opened her eyes and saw Yuntian's eyes burning red, his chest heaving violently.
Busy turning her head to look beside him, she saw the blood from his fist punched into the wall continually seeping out, slowly trickling down the stark white wall.
Wiping her tears hastily, without caring about anything else, she reached out to grab his wrist and pleaded, "You're hurt, let me bandage it first, okay?"
Yuntian exerted force on his wrist, flinging her hand away.
"Get lost, I don't need your phony concern. When you were with Zheng Siyuan, did you ever think I'd be hurt, I would be sad? I gave my heart to you, Tianxing, did your conscience get eaten by dogs?"
