Mi Yao, I'm sorry, truly sorry…
Mi Yao, I like you, Gu Yunsheng likes you...
Mi Yao's eyelashes fluttered like a feather fan, and she seemed to see a man walking toward her. The man moved closer and then even closer—it was Feng Yueming, no, it seemed like Gu Yunsheng...
"Mi Yao, you're finally awake!" Hua Nongying's handsome face loomed larger in her field of vision.
Mi Yao woke up, staring blankly at the ceiling overhead, a smell of disinfectant filling her nostrils. It took her a long time to realize she was in the hospital.
...
One month later.
Lanzhu Residence.
Mi Yao stood on the steps, watching the drizzling rain outside, stretching out her delicate white hand to catch a raindrop—so cool.
"Oh my, Lady Mi, what are you doing standing outside? Come in quick, your health just recovered a bit, don't catch a cold," Nanny Fu draped a woolen coat over Mi Yao.
Mi Yao wrapped the coat around herself tightly, her cold body feeling a touch of warmth.
