Clear tears rolled down her snow-white cheeks and dripped down her chin, leaving deep water stains on the blanket.
It was so turbulent that it seemed like it could not stop. It silently filled the pair of blood-red eyes and in a short period of time, it drenched the blanket.
Compared to the surging tears, Yue's expression was also stunned at first, as if she had only regained her senses after a long while.
He furrowed his brows, and a hint of frustration and helplessness appeared between his brows. The pain that he could not bear surfaced in his cold and heartless eyes.
"Ah…" She sighed hoarsely. No matter how much she tried to maintain her composure, she could not hide her choked voice." It's really painful."
"Why?" Ding Hong blurted out from the bed. After asking, she didn't even know what she wanted to know.
