"Ruoxin…" She turned back, not saying a word for a long time. Oh no, she must have noticed. She did not want her to see, but she still did in the end.
Jiang Yao was slightly sad, not knowing how to console her best friend. She hesitated a while but brought her despondent friend out from the place.
Outside, a soft breeze blew occasionally, seemingly able to dry the moisture on Xia Ruoxin's face. However, after the wind blew it dry, tears fell rapidly again.
"Ruoxin, just cry out if you want to. I know you're sad." Jiang Yao let go of Xia Ruoxin's hand, extremely worried about her state—looking as if she was about to break down.
Chu Lui was her world. Without Chu Lui, her world might be truly gone.
Xia Ruoxin turned around again and wiped away the tears on her face discreetly. Her eyes, cleansed by the tears, were extremely bright and extremely sad.
