Yao Mingyue's heart condition had been a long-standing issue, something that could be said to be congenital.
Yao Mingyue steadied her emotions, gently lifting her head from Xu Musen's embrace, knowing she could no longer hide it.
Xu Musen sat on the bench, letting her head gently rest on his shoulder.
"Do you remember, when I was a child, my development was always a little slower compared to my peers.
Sometimes I would experience symptoms of hypoglycemia and anemia, often feeling dizzy and light-headed, which kept me from participating in strenuous activities. Most of the time, I would silently watch other lively and cheerful children my age run and play to their hearts' content.
Especially in winter, it was worse, as if someone had pressed the pause button on me, hiding away in the blankets, still with hands and feet cold as ice. Every winter I would always be sickly..."
