She said she wasn't afraid, but in truth, she was just pretending to be strong.
She was most afraid of pain. When she was little, she would cry for half a day if she cut her hand.
Let alone the feeling of exchanging marrow for marrow; it's like draining all the blood from a living body, bones being crushed, organs hollowed out.
The pain is worse than death.
Following Aunt Pei Wen's instructions to prepare for the surgery, she returned to the little cottage to see him one last time.
Even though she had tried to convince herself repeatedly, the sense of reluctance and sadness still overwhelmed her heart.
"Is it Xiao Yue?" Yu Bai asked eagerly, hearing the familiar footsteps.
During the time Hui Yue was away from him, he was always thinking about her, and he decided that if she came back, he would never let her leave again.
Hui Yue walked over to Yu Bai with a smile, just like usual, afraid he'd notice her sorrowful emotions: "Yu Bai, it's me, I'm back."