Everyone was at a loss. Mu Yueyao suddenly buried her face in the crook of her arm and muttered painfully, "I thought… everything would pass…"
"What do you mean?" The others did not know what she was mumbling about.
Mu Yueyao suddenly lost control and said, "If only I was the one who died at that time!!"
She covered her ears and closed her eyes. A series of overlapping shadows appeared. As if she had gone back in time, she saw Jing Yang's dejected back view outside the hospital corridor.
There were people coming and going.
In the operating theater, doctors and nurses rushed in one after another with hurried footsteps and solemn expressions.
Jing Yang's face was deathly pale, and his eyes were filled with anger and shock as he stared at her.
Mu Yueyao looked at her hands again, but she suddenly discovered that her hands were covered in bloody stains.
The person lying in the operating theater was his closest relative, his mother.
