Huang qingwu's eyes were sore and her tears kept flowing. She continued to ask in a daze,""He loves his girlfriend very much. Are they very close?"
Lin weiyue's eyes turned red as she looked at Huang qingwu in such a cold and painful state. She could not bear to see her like this, but that was the truth, so she still nodded. This time, Huang qingwu got a definite answer. Her vision turned black and she almost fainted.
Lin weiyue quickly supported Huang qingwu and pinched her philtrum.
Huang qingwu slowly woke up.
She began to laugh. After laughing for a long time, she calmed down and said,""Weiyue, I'm fine."
Although Huang qingwu said that she was fine, Lin weiyue realized that for many days in a row, Huang qingwu was like a walking corpse. Although she studied, ate, and slept as usual, Lin weiyue still felt that there was something wrong with her.
For the past few days, Huang qingwu had been digesting the facts in her dream and the reality.
