Su Yue bent her head as Xuxu put her arms around her shoulders. She patted her gently, her heart ached for her.
The reason Su Yue could endure the physical pain was that the psychological suffering she went through was even more painful.
Xuxu's suffering was temporary but Su Yue's was over a long period. She had endured in silence and shut herself off from the world. It had probably become part of her personality.
Su Yue's wound needed eight stitches, and she needed antibiotics as well.
Su Yue's eyelids got heavier as she laid on the bed. She tightly clung onto Xuxu's hand as if she might vanish any moment.
Xuxu watched Su Yue's beautiful face as she gradually fell asleep. Worry filled her eyes once more.
Once she had fallen asleep, she slowly withdrew her hand and stood up. She adjusted her blanket and gave Su Yan a meaningful glance.
Su Yan nodded lightly.
