Yun Shishi felt a wrenching pain in her heart when she heard this. She immediately said, "Youyou, don't be silly. How are you not Youyou? You are! You are…"
"Enough!" He lost control and covered his ears in despair. "Don't say that name again!" With that, he turned around and disappeared into the bustling crowd!
"Youyou…" Yun Shishi ran after him anxiously, but it was crowded. Youyou, who was not a very tall boy and was also thin, squeezed his way through easily.
She, however, was blocked by the crowd. "What should we do now?"
Mu Yazhe held her hand and comforted her. "Don't worry!" He took her hand and followed in the direction that Youyou had gone, pushing through the crowd, running after the boy.
…
"Youyou…"
"Youyou…"
The voice continued to echo in his ears. The boy closed his eyes tightly as his frail body seemed to be on the verge of collapse amidst the thick crowd.
Stop saying that name…
No…
