Like the sky above did not agree with the heaven's decision in taking Yue Ling and Lu Tian's child, the gray clouds gathered together more than it already was, and rain poured down over Imperial.
Anger and sadness rumble as thunder cried and the sky weep in pain for the unfairness that befall them.
Yue Ling laid on the hospital bed, but this time it was not only her but Lu Tian as well.
After the man poured his heart out, she made room to let him lay down with her.
His arm wrapped around her waist as his head rested on her chest and use her arm as a pillow.
The moment Yue Ling woke up, she could see that he had not slept. Unlike his usual strong appearance, he looked so fragile like he could break at any moment.
Grandfather Ji told her that she had been in a deep sleep for seven days and throughout those days, Lu Tian never left her side but continue to whisper her name to her in hopes that his voice will guide her back to him.
