Meng Xi'er stopped in her tracks, turned around, and looked at Lun You standing by Liu Mingxing's bedside. His back was turned to her, Meng Xi'er couldn't see his silhouette at the moment, yet a sorrowful aura emanated from him, leaving her at a loss for words.
Meng Xi'er slightly pursed her lips, turned around, and walked towards Lu Yebai, extending her arms to embrace him and burying her face in his chest.
"I'm so scared..." Meng Xi'er murmured, "scared that she'll die..."
Lun You was the only person Liu Mingxing trusted. It was no wonder that even the strong Liu Mingxing collapsed after being hurt by him.
She was truly frightened, afraid that Liu Mingxing might never recover from her illness.
Lu Yebai gently caressed the top of her head, quietly said: "If someone is meant to die, there's no stopping it."
Meng Xi'er bit her lip, buried her face in his embrace, and clung tightly to him, as if his warmth could make her feel less cold.
