Sitting beside Yuan Meng, Ye Qian held her hand tightly and extended his other hand to wipe her tears and make her sober.
"No, but Qian'er, if I have not really born then maybe... maybe she might have been alive."
"Sniff sniff."
Yuan Meng threw herself in Ye Qian's embrace and opened her heart and cried all out what she had been hiding in her heart all this long.
After a few minutes, Yuan Meng's crying decreased and this time, Ye Qian didn't say anything knowing that it was best for her to open all of the sadness that she had been hiding in her heart for who knew how long.
But in his heart, Ye Qian couldn't help but feel worried about what Yuan Meng had just said.
'If what Mengmeng had said is really true then doesn't it mean that this might also happen to her?'
Ye Qian breathed in the cold air as his scalp felt numb thinking about it.
