"You... what's wrong?" Shaochen seemed to snap back to reality, looking at the somewhat out-of-control Xia Xiaonuan, gripping her shoulders and asking in confusion.
Xia Xiaonuan simply shook her head desperately, crying.
What's wrong with me? I don't know what's wrong with me either?
Listening to the person I love saying such things in front of me, yet I can't respond, can't comfort, can't drop everything and just hold him tightly.
I just hate why heaven treats me like this! If I had known earlier about this painful torment, I would rather not have come back to life in this body.
I would rather really be dead!
Now... What should I do?
"You..." Shaochen half-knelt on the ground, reaching out and lifting her chin.
"Qiqi... Qiqi..." Suddenly, he murmured, involuntarily calling her name.
Xia Xiaonuan's whole body stiffened.
With her chin lifted by a hand, through tearful eyes, she saw the face that had haunted her dreams slowly approaching her.
Her tears stuck there.
