The loneliness and helplessness when awake, the hardship of escaping, and the danger and decisions during surgery all replayed in his mind like a tape.
The thin layer of fog had finally been lifted.
But what he saw was not sunlight, it was yet another mountain.
"Do you have any more questions?" Ye Ranran's eyebrows slightly raised, her smile on her face was very deliberate.
Questions? Gone, all gone, Song Ze stood up and walked toward Ye Ranran.
Ye Ranran immediately retreated, looking at him full of defense.
"When you were sober, did you not trust me?" Hurt flashed across Song Ze's eyes.
Ye Ranran was about to look carefully but it was gone, probably just her illusion, Ye Ranran pursed her lips and smiled, laughing at her own foolishness, being deceived time and time again.
It seemed she would never learn to be savvy.
"What do you want me to trust you with?"
"I never meant to hurt you, nor did I want to do anything to you, do you believe that?" Song Ze said urgently.
