He didn't stop her, letting her continue hitting him incessantly.
If hitting him could make her feel better, no matter how she hit, he wouldn't fight back or stop her...
Now, his heart ached much more than the pain from his shoulder, hundreds or thousands of times more.
Zhong Xing watched Gu Jiajia solemnly, seeing her cry harder and hit with more force, his heart twisted like a knife.
She's blaming him, blaming him for liking her...
Indeed, if there were a woman clinging to him like this, telling him she liked him, wanting to marry him, he would be repulsed too.
Zhong Xing realized his mistake.
He shouldn't cling to her like this, he should leave her.
Gu Jiajia cried until she was tired, cursed until she was exhausted, and finally stopped.
She wiped her tears haphazardly with the back of her hand, only then realizing she had lost her composure just now.
