She walked toward him and sat down at the edge of the bed.
"I knew it. You're the precious child of god, he won't take your life away that easily."
Staring at Shi Yuting, a smile gradually appeared on Zuo Weiyi's face.
This was the second time she had smiled after all these days. The first time was in the ice cellar when Zhong Chenghao said his fever was successfully brought down.
"Shi Yuting, there's something I've always want to say to you. I feel like if I didn't say it now, I won't have the chance to do so anymore." Her voice was light and airy, even fragile.
"I… think I've fallen in love with you. What should I do?"
Shi Yuting's eyes were still shut close, his face tranquil.
She knew that he could not hear anything she had said.
Maybe she only had the guts to confess her love in this situation.
Outside the window, the sounds of a few car engines approached the mansion. Zuo Weiyi lifted her gaze in confusion.
