Bo Yi stood still on the spot, motionless.
Watching Dan Musheng cry like a child, his lips moved, but ultimately he said nothing, just standing there silently.
Finally, after some indeterminate amount of time, Dan Musheng stopped crying.
Bo Yi let out a gentle sigh and glanced complexly at Gu Yi'an lying on the bed, her face deathly pale, then turned to Dan Musheng: "The plan remains unchanged?"
A simple four words made Dan Musheng's gaze grow deeper.
After a moment of silence, Dan Musheng slowly nodded.
Bo Yi responded with a hum and then turned to leave the room.
Dan Musheng took the hot towel handed to him by a servant, wiped his face, and turned to look at Gu Yi'an lying motionlessly on the bed.
His thin lips tightly pressed together.
The weather was getting hotter, and the summer on Angel Island had already arrived.
