When Nan Zhifeng awoke, it was already the evening of the next day.
The injection had been so strong that she had slept for more than ten hours straight.
Groggily waking up, she squinted at the ceiling and subconsciously called out, "Ahu, I want some water."
"Miss, here's the water."
Ashe immediately came over with a kettle to give her a drink.
When Nan Zhifeng turned her head and saw him, she couldn't help but freeze, "Ashe, you've come, where's Ahu?"
Ashe didn't know how to respond and just looked at her with reddened eyes.
The same scene had already happened once before, and now it was happening for a second time.
She was like a person with a mental disorder, utterly unwilling to accept the fact that Ahu was gone.
"I'm asking you, where is Ahu?" Nan Zhifeng repeated her question.
With his head lowered, Ashe said softly, "Ahu is gone."
Nan Zhifeng froze in place, suddenly remembering Ahu had been blown to pieces.
Right in front of her eyes, he had been obliterated.
