Dong Yi lay in bed, actually wanting to keep pretending to be unconscious.
When Yu Mingyi came in, he had already seen her with her eyes open, so closing her eyes again would be too fake.
The man she wanted but dared not meet, and loved but dared not express, was standing right by her bed.
When one cares about someone, they become extra sensitive to their every move. Dong Yi felt that turning away would be too deliberate, but facing him was also embarrassing.
Yu Mingyi looked at her lying in bed, his heart filled with mixed feelings, but even more so, he was full of heartache.
He broke the silence, "You've lost weight."
"Hmm."
Besides that, neither of them spoke. A few more seconds passed, and Dong Yi took the initiative to break the silence.
"How is Panpan's illness?"
"He... isn't doing well." Yu Mingyi decided to tell the truth.
"The child misses you so much, he's been crying all these days."
