"I never imagined that I could protect nothing at all; a person like me, has no right to speak of protection." — Ling Xi
"Xixi, it's not that Grandpa doesn't want to tell you, but your father's mission this time is completely confidential. Even I and your Grandpa Cheng have been kept in the dark, not allowed to know." Sighing, Leng Jianjun couldn't understand why his precious granddaughter suddenly returned to ask him these questions, seeming so anxious, and when he asked her, she was unwilling to say anything.
...
The room was dark, without a single ray of light.
Someone sat quietly in a corner of the room, hands wrapped around knees, face buried between them, as if keeping everyone locked out of her heart.
Since hearing Leng Jianjun's words, Ling Xi had locked herself in her room, in that same position, for half the night.
In the Virtual Space, Mengmeng looked at Ling Xi's state, a flicker of heartache in her eyes, her brow furrowed with immense worry.
