"Calm down, Huanhuan. I'll be back soon. Don't go anywhere. Wait for me. Remember."
He hung up and immediately rose to his feet. He grabbed his coat and was ready to head home.
When he reached home, there was a broken glass and shattered pieces on the floor. Her feet were stained with blood.
He dashed forward and knelt before Yan Huan.
"Don't worry. Everything will be alright. All is good."
Lu Yi hugged Yan Huan, trying his very best to comfort her. In return, she sat there emotionlessly. She was hearing nothing and seeing nothing. She could not even feel the pain on her feet.
Lu Yi brought over the first aid kit. He cleaned and dressed her wound. The broken glass had cut her feet.
Yan Huan held his hand tight. Silent lingered between them.
"I know, I know." Lu Yi cupped her face. "I'll bring you there very soon."
