Han City, Noble Hospital.
A frail young woman was lying in the bed, staring at the phone she had just hung up, her pale face devoid of color.
Her fingers clutching the phone trembled as they closed in.
Her fingertips touched the screen, wanting to dial that all-too-familiar number again, but she lacked the courage to do so.
Tears rolled from her bright eyes.
The hospital room door was pushed open, and a tall figure walked in to see the crying young woman.
The young man frowned, "Sis, why are you crying again? You've cried several times this month. Is it because of Sheng Shaochen? I already told you, he won't be able to look after you for a lifetime. You should just give up."
"It's not true. He promised that no matter what happens to me, he would be by my side for life." The young woman sobbed quietly, tears flowing like a burst hydrant.
"Fine, fine, fine, continue in your daydream, I won't disturb you, goodbye."
