In fact, since inheriting this body, I have never been to a hospital for a check-up.
Other than noticing that Song Xiaoyun was somewhat frail, there were no other issues.
Moreover, I don't even know why I was reborn into Song Xiaoyun's body.
So, with the commotion caused by Xun Yixuan today, I became somewhat curious about Song Xiaoyun's past.
If it's true, as Ding Yinuo said, that Song Xiaoyun was afflicted with a terminal illness, does it indirectly prove that I don't have long to live myself?
In the mirror.
Ding Yinuo sits behind me, combing my long hair gently with a brush.
After a moment of silence, he finally speaks,
"There's no terminal illness! You misheard! It was actually Xun Yixuan's philandering that led to their break-up."
"Did I really mishear?"
"Ayun, don't you trust me?"
Ding Yinuo places his hands on my shoulders, gently turning me to face him.
I look into his warm eyes, and immediately all the unpleasant emotions melt away.
