A thunderous rainy night.
When Meng Xi'er went to bed, Lu Yebai hadn't returned yet.
It was one in the morning when Meng Xi'er jolted awake, rushed into the bathroom looking pale.
"Gag..."
Leaning over the sink, she couldn't help but vomit, as if she was trying to throw up her bile too. The urge to vomit left her drenched in cold sweat.
Something was churning in her mind, causing so much pain that she wanted to scream. Her body slid weakly onto the cold tiles, releasing silent moans of extreme pain.
"I warn you, Meng Xi'er! You're not to mention Yun Qiyan's name again, nor to go near her!"
"Lu Qingchuan will never marry you, just give up that hope!"
"This time, consider it as repaying Qiyan with your life. As long as you donate bone marrow, everything from five years ago will be forgotten."
"Meng Xi'er, why did you come back!"
"I want to marry you, Xixi. Will you marry me?"
"Xixi, I want to give you a home."
"Xixi, I'm sorry, I failed to protect you... "
"Xixi..."
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