Leave now, Gu Mohan.
Don't get caught in the rain.
You'll get sick if you stay here.
Don't harm your body.
You'll make my heart hurt so much.
So, so much.
Tang Mo'er's luscious lashes quivered and luminous tears glided down her cheeks.
Just then, there was a thud as the room door opened. Lu Yeming walked into the room. He stood by Tang Mo'er's side and slowly raised his hand to wipe off Tang Mo'er's tears.
"Elder Sister, cry if you want to."
Tang Mo'er could not suppress the misery in her heart. She buried her head in Lu Yeming's chest and sobbed softly.
Lu Yeming stroked her silky hair. "Elder Sister, there's no antidote for AR. Why don't you tell him the truth?"
Tang Mo'er shook her head. "Don't tell him. Give him… a bit of hope."
