After listening to Zhan Moxiao's words, Jia Xuan stared wide-eyed, unable to come to her senses for a long time.
In her mind, Zhan Moxiao's last words kept replaying; they almost lost him.
She was absolutely sure that if he died, she really wouldn't live either.
Seeing Jia Xuan's reaction, Zhan Moxiao was thoughtful, "Jia Xuan, I've watched you and Xiao Tuo grow up together. Even now, I don't want to believe you've fallen for someone else. Tell me, is there a reason, hmm?"
Jia Xuan couldn't hear Zhan Moxiao's words at all; the sentence kept echoing in her mind, tears falling endlessly, and her heart ached as if tightened by a steel wire, almost making it hard to breathe.
It wasn't until the Nth time Zhan Moxiao called her name that Jia Xuan came back to her senses, but she didn't answer Zhan Moxiao's question. Instead, she abruptly cut off the video call.
She was afraid her parents would see her collapse to the ground.
