She struggled desperately to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt as if they were burdened with an immense weight, her whole body spun, unable to break free from the invisible shackles.
Pei Yan had been calling her the entire time.
His voice shifted from its initial anxiety to a gentleness, with familiar touches coming from his fingertips against her cheeks.
Jiang Shuyao's heart gradually calmed down.
The panic that had engulfed her before fainting slowly dissipated with his breath, and she knew she should be safe now.
"Yaoyao."
Jiang Shuyao made a strenuous effort to open her eyes, her blurred vision revealing Pei Yan's face, full of fatigue and concern.
"I..." After uttering a single word, she could no longer make a sound.
Pei Yan grasped her hand anxiously, "Yaoyao, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Not wanting to worry him, Jiang Shuyao slightly shook her head.
It wasn't discomfort.
It was just a complete lack of strength, so tired, so very tired.
