"Okay, then speak slowly. If you're truly in pain, don't continue, I can't bear to see you suffer like this!" Luo Chao opened his eyes wide, controlling himself, so tears wouldn't fall.
"Mm, thank you, Luo Chao!" Yan Ruyu responded softly.
"That day, the sky was especially clear, the moon was full and bright, and moonlight poured down like flowing water, like wisps of gauzy fabric hanging down; many bright stars were blinking, with a festive look, but it was during that beautiful night that my lifelong nightmare began, waking me from countless nights in terror, making me feel the urge to tear myself apart every single day." Yan Ruyu's expression remained pained, with her slender hands gently clutching her chest.
