Looking at Yun Bixue, who was frantic and unnerved the moment she woke up, Xie Limo's heart began to hurt intensely once more. He held the glass of water in one hand and gently patted her back with the other. "You're okay. Everything's fine. You're here by my side now. This won't happen ever again… I'm here. This is not a dream. It's real…"
Because he knew that she must have been frightened, he insisted on watching over her. Fortunately, he was here when she woke up, so he was the first person she saw.
Xie Limo patiently comforted Yun Bixue as he softly patted her back.
When Yun Bixue calmed down, Xie Limo asked warmly, "Drink some water first, okay? Your throat is dry because you've been asleep for such a long time. We can talk later." As he spoke, he rested his face beside Yun Bixue's cheek.
However, a dark glint flashed across his eyes when he thought about the handprint on her face.
