Nangong Lengyu sat on the bed with her head lowered. Her eyes were empty and dazed, and her face was as pale as paper. No one knew what she was thinking.
Wen Ruoshui walked over and placed the plate on the table by the bed before calling her gently, "Yu'er."
Nangong Lengyu slowly raised her head and looked at her in a daze. Her voice was hoarse. "Shui Shui, why are you here?"
Wen Ruoshui's heart ached so much that she did not know what to do. She was already in such a state. How could she not come over to see her? She sat by the bed and hugged her gently. "If you're sad, cry!"
Ah Mo said that she hadn't eaten, drank, or cried since the baby left. She didn't say anything either. She was like a zombie.
"Where do you think she went?" Nangong Lengyu seemed to be muttering to herself, but also seemed to be asking her, "It's raining outside. Will she be very cold?"
