Xie Xiao sat beside Luo Yanran.
Although she couldn't see herself, Xie Xiao could clearly see her sorrow, the uncontrollable sadness that spread through her being, to the point where even the driver couldn't help but ask with concern, "Young girl? Are you alright? There's nothing in life that can't be overcome."
Luo Yanran seemed to suddenly come back to her senses and said to the driver in a low voice, "I'm fine, thank you, Uncle."
Xie Xiao wanted to reach out and touch her face, stroke her hair to comfort her.
But it was no use, he couldn't touch her.
Xie Xiao was saddened by the emotions that burst forth from her.
He had never seen Luo Yanran like this before.
In their past life, every time she appeared after that, she was aloof and detached, only occasionally lost in thought, as if in a daze.
Xie Xiao followed Luo Yanran out of the car and back to her home.
The layout and decor of the home were similar to this lifetime, but it looked cold and lifeless.
