Ming Yao's eyes brimmed with redness, as she buried her face into her arms wrapped around her knees.
Her heart ached and felt uncomfortable.
Why was he so stubborn?
She had said to let Senior Brother operate on him, but he insisted on being tough.
Now look what had happened, the surgery failed, and he was gone!
Tears welled up in Ming Yao's eyes.
Her insides writhed in pain as if twisted together.
In the silent stairwell, her restrained and suppressed cries were clear and sorrowful.
Even though he had fallen in love with someone else, the fact that something really happened to him still left her indescribably upset!
As long as he was alive, it didn't matter who he was with!
She had no other demands on him, just to be alive.
"Crying about what?"
Suddenly, a deep and magnetic voice came from above her head.
Ming Yao's body stiffened.
She suddenly looked up, her pupils constricting sharply at the tall figure that appeared before her.
