Shen Qianshu retreated step by step. She yelled repeatedly. "It's not me! It's not me! Don't come to me!"
The young girl pounced on her, tightening her hands around her neck and yelling with all her might. "Shen Qianshu, give me my life back. Give me my life back! I want to kill you. I want you dead!!!"
"Ahh!!!"
"Qianshu, wake up! Qianshu!" Ye Ling was really anxious. What's the matter with this girl? She had a nightmare. What nightmare? Why is she so devastated? What is she crying for?
Shen Qianshu was crying badly. She could not wake up from her nightmare for a moment. Ye Ling grabbed hold of her and got up. Then, he kissed her on her lips, muffling out all the sound coming from her sobs.
Your fears, your guilt, your debts, and your everything will be repaid by me. Fret not.
I will bear the responsibilities!
