"Brother Li, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing the odd reaction of the other person, Bai Lingmiao was obviously frightened by Li Huowang.
She hurriedly reached out to touch him but was startled by the burning heat of Li Huowang's skin, which was hot to the touch.
"Brother Li, stop thinking about it, I won't ask anymore, I won't ask anymore!" Bai Lingmiao, driven to tears, hugged Li Huowang tightly with both hands.
Hearing Bai Lingmiao's words, Li Huowang closed his eyes, clenching his teeth as he forced himself to think.
Struggling in his mind, fragments that had been deliberately hidden began piecing together incessantly.
Assembling into a picture that just by thinking about it, could suffocate one, some things that should have been forgotten resurfaced once again.
The scroll was both moving and still, and he intended to use words that the other party might understand to try to speak out.
