He spoke as if it were nothing serious, but Jian Yufei felt terrible for him.
Being imprisoned for over three months, completely deprived of freedom, unable to contact the outside world, locked up alone every day...
Such a life was even worse than prison.
At least in prison, one could get some daily exercise, have a few cellmates, watch television, read newspapers...
But she knew he must have had none of these.
All he could do was lie in bed, waiting for night to fall, waiting for dawn...
The more she thought about it, the more Jian Yufei's heart ached, a sharp, piercing pain.
It was as if someone were relentlessly stabbing her heart with a needle...
She held Ruan Tianling tightly and said in a muffled voice, "It's my fault, I should have thought of a way to notify Cu Haoyan sooner. If I hadn't been so slow, you wouldn't have been locked up for so long."
Ruan Tianling raised his hand to affectionately tousle her hair.
