Qin Xue fell deep into her thoughts, automatically blocking out everything around her, and Chu Molin's cries could not wake her.
Chu Molin had no choice but to stop the car, turn to hold Qin Xue in his arms and softly comfort her.
"Xue'er, be good, let go of your lips, okay?" Chu Molin tried to coax her while attempting to pry her lips apart with his hand, but Qin Xue remained unresponsive.
"Qin Xue, what are you doing?" Chu Molin suddenly shouted, startling her shivering.
"I'm not a demon, really, Chu Molin, you have to believe me." Qin Xue's eyes turned red, and tears began to fall.
"Qin Xue, Qin Xue, look at me." Chu Molin's heart ached.
"I really didn't mean to hide it from you. I just didn't know how to tell you. I'm really not a demon." Qin Xue was frightened by Chu Molin and spoke to herself, her eyes empty and lifeless.
Qin Xue's emotions got out of control, and she passed out with a roll of her eyes.
