Long-lost Warmth

Jun Yinglian's eyes were tearing up. After a while, she finally shouted, "Ye Xiao, I hate you… I hate you…"

Then she shook, and then fell to the floor softly.

"Lian Lian!" Ye Xiao was anxious! He thrust up and held her waist. Her eyes were closed, with tears flowing on her cheeks. She was unconscious.

She was just lying quietly inside Ye Xiao's arms. Her pale face still had tear stains. Even though she was in a coma, there were still tears running out from the corner of her eyes.

She was like a fragile flower bud, favorable but piteous.

Ye Xiao looked at the beauty in his arms. He was suddenly obsessed.

He sat still, holding Jun Yinglian in his arms quietly. He was lost in thoughts.

[Why would she suddenly pass out?]

He felt his heart broken.

[Lian Lian… must be too tired!]

[Before I died, she kept following me with all her heart, but she always got disappointed. She was always sad because of me.]