Noticing something off about him, Ye Jiuliang set down the Teddy bear and took a step forward, "Li Mochan, is your hand injured?"
"I accidentally knocked it." Li Mochan's tightly pressed thin lips gradually lost their color.
Ye Jiuliang narrowed her eyes and spoke in a calm voice, "If it's nothing, then you should go."
Li Mochan remained silent, his legs planted firmly in place.
"Take this with you as well." Ye Jiuliang picked up the Teddy bear and handed it to him.
As Li Mochan lowered his gaze to the Teddy bear being returned to him, the piercing pain in his abdomen became more and more apparent, consuming his attention.
Everything before his eyes began to spin, and the delicate features of the girl in front of him gradually also started to blur.
Slowly, his eyes, which had concealed their radiance, closed, and his tall and slender figure tilted to the side.
"Bang—"
