A pang of pain like a needle prick arose from the depths of her heart, but Jingrong still managed a slight smile, quickly extending her left hand to firmly grasp Li Chengyun's arm, "Li Chengyun, everything is past now! Look, aren't I very healthy now?"
Jingrong pressed her lips together, feeling a sourness in her eyes, and slightly lifted her head to meet Li Chengyun's profound gaze, "Li Chengyun, if I had known that calling you at that time would make you so worried, I..."
Her words stopped there, as Jingrong suddenly fell silent, just staring straight at Li Chengyun.
Li Chengyun's handsome eyebrows knitted together tightly, his sharp eyes intently fixed on Jingrong, his words seeming to squeeze through his teeth, "Tell me, what would you do?"
Was she actually considering not calling him?
Then, would she spend the rest of her life alone in that dark, cold, and damp cave?
At this thought, Li Chengyun felt a storm raging in his chest, desperately needing an outlet.
