He was crying so hard that he didn’t know what to do. His entire body was trembling, and the people around him couldn’t help but feel sad and distressed when they saw him like that.
Xiang Yi, who had just walked over, first laid his eyes on the Little Guy’s face. When he met his bewildered eyes, his heart tightened as well.
Then, he lowered his gaze and laid it on the fainted figure beside him.
That familiar face entered his line of sight, causing his pupils to tighten. Suddenly, he felt his chest being choked by something, and he could not breathe!
He looked at the person lying on the ground in shock. That pale face without a trace of blood seemed to have turned into an ice-cold blade, slicing and dicing him.
“Nuannuan...”he murmured the name that he had not heard for a long time. He squeezed through the crowd, picked up the person on the ground, and walked towards the elevator.
