No one had ever cared about his feelings like this, and Luo Ye's heart felt tightly sour and burning with pain.
Yet as the touched emotion surged up, grievance also rolled in like a tidal wave.
So this was what it felt like to be cared about, but he had waited far too long; he had thought his heart was strong enough not to care about this, yet it still hurt inside.
How could he not care, but he had no qualification to.
Right, Xiao Ai's mother had thrown him into the Hunter World without his permission, but that also gave him a second life.
Although he really didn't want to admit it, he was very clear that he wouldn't have survived.
Other people might lose arms or legs when hit by a car and lie in a hospital, picking up their lives if they were lucky, but he couldn't.
The only thing waiting for him was certain death.
Because his parents wouldn't save him, let alone let him live, that was probably why Xiao Ai's mother sent him to the Hunter World.
Because she knew that he, about to be hit by a car in her own Garden, couldn't survive.
She had already given enough compensation for this transmigration, and he hadn't suffered much, so Xiao Ai didn't owe him anything.
Feitan didn't want to see him looking like this, and immediately said, "Yezi, don't be sad. If she doesn't help you, I will. How do you want to fix Chrollo?"
This matter didn't necessarily need Xiao Ai to do it, after all; he could do it too!
Feitan rolled up his sleeves as if he wanted to launch into a major undertaking. "Say it, Yezi, do you want to break one of his hands or one of his