This situation was much more serious than the first time he had shared a bed with Qiao Xiaomai.
Back then, although he also lacked strength, it was nothing serious, and he would be fine after a sleep, but now it was different; he clearly felt as if something had been drawn out from his body.
Yes, drawn out.
The thing that originally belonged to his body was now being inexplicably extracted, leaving him feeling empty inside.
"What exactly is happening?" Qiao Xiaomai put the water cup back into the space, cupped his face with both hands, and asked with reddened eyes.
"I don't know... I just feel, empty inside?" He tried to find the right words to describe the strange feeling inside his body, but after searching for a while, he could only offer Qiao Xiaomai such an uncertain response.
Empty inside?
Qiao Xiaomai frowned, not understanding what kind of feeling that could be. Tears quickly welled up in her eyes, "How do you feel right now?"
