From the beginning to the end, Wen Cai was in unrequited love, while Ye Ranran's feelings were reciprocated.
Ye Ranran bent down, feeling as if something was slipping away from her body, and leaving always came with inevitable pain.
"What's wrong?" Jun Mochan looked at her anxiously.
Ye Ranran shook her head; she didn't know what was wrong. She just felt pain, all over her body, as if someone was slicing her skin with a knife.
When she came to, the first thing she saw was a white ceiling, the smell of disinfectant lingering around her nose.
And the sound of papers flipping echoed by her ear.
"Awake?" A gentle voice spoke as Jun Mochan's face enlarged before her.
Ye Ranran sat up from the bed, "Where is this? Why am I here?"
"Yi Ju, you fainted, I brought you here. How are you feeling now?" Jun Mochan placed the papers aside and scooted closer to ask.
