The Purpose Of The Heart…?
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The answer was yes.
Perhaps Yu Yuan had exhausted too much energy, he fell unconscious after he murmured a yes.
Stunned, Lin Sanjiu looked around.
Those hiding in the shadow, corners, and alleys, and those who were gone, did they all have the word "heart" on their wrist now?
She cast her eyes down on Yu Yuan's wrist. Amidst his tattoos, she could still see the phrase "straw" clearly. Regardless of what had become of her storyline, she was very certain that Yu Yuan's storyline was still going on.
Lin Sanjiu tried to carry him on her back, but he kept sliding down no matter how hard she tried. Sweat was forming on her forehead, and it was at this moment that she heard a crackling noise above her. She looked skyward and caught sight of an open window and a flitting human head.
"Hey!" she called out, staring at the window, "Can you come over here for a bit?"