Su Xiaolu listened and reached into her clothes. There was a scar not far from her heart. Her body was very weak. She would know if she took her pulse, but she did not doubt herself. If the illusion was not real, Zhou Zhi would not have been trapped.
Thinking that they were already married, Su Xiaolu looked at Zhou Zhi and said, "But Fourth Brother, have you ever thought about why my parents are very happy, my brothers and sister are happy, and why we have such a bad time? I'm seriously injured and can't get pregnant. I can't even sleep with you, and you're impotent because of your injuries. Why is this happening? Could it be that when we're together, we only love each other deeply in spirit, but we don't have physical contact?"
Zhou Zhi said without thinking, "Xiaolu, at first, it was because I couldn't. You didn't mind this because you loved me, but there were other ways to make love. You didn't want that, so we never tried it. Now that your body is injured, we can't…"
