Lu Yebai's voice trembled slightly as he spoke, "Then why... when I woke up the next day, you weren't there?"
Meng Xi'er's vision was blurred and she couldn't see Lu Yebai's face clearly. However, she could sense that his expression was terrifying right now.
She let out a tiny yawn, murmuring, "I woke up earlier than you did. And you hated me so much at that time..." Her voice trailed off, sounding hurt, "You would definitely have been angry if you knew."
She felt a bit sleepy and felt a warm drop of liquid on her face. She licked it, only to taste bitterness and astringency.
"Yebai," Meng Xi'er, half asleep, struggled to open her eyes to look at Lu Yebai. But after drinking, she couldn't see clearly, she couldn't see Lu Yebai's face, "What's wrong? Are you crying?"
Lu Yebai didn't speak, and Meng Xi'er reached out her hand, touching his face, feeling it damp. She asked in confusion: "Yebai, why are you crying? Who has bullied you? Don't cry..."
