How could she possibly be dead?
He couldn't imagine her rosy-cheeked face disappearing from in front of him forever. This heart-wrenching feeling was even worse than when he found out Lin Jiajing was leaving for America due to illness; it made breathing difficult for him.
His mind was in utter chaos, the only thought flashing through was: She can't be dead, impossible.
"What do we do now? If she's dead——" Lu Huan felt chilled inside, unlike Yao Zibao, he felt more of a sense of guilt. If she were dead, there would be no chance to clear up the misunderstandings he caused between her and Chen Xiaoyi, turning into a sin he could never wash away.
"Who said she's dead!" Yao Zibao glared at him, his eyes as wide as cowbells, seeming to want to seal his mouth with a needle, "Dare to say she's dead again!"
Lu Huan blankly watched his extreme reaction.
