Yuan Sha just came out of the ward and saw her.
He was utterly shocked, as if he'd seen a ghost, and stammered, "You, you, you," unable to form words.
Liangliang just smiled, "I'm not dead; I'm still alive!"
Yuan Sha stood frozen in place, as if he'd seen a specter, unable to believe the person in front of him was alive.
He really wanted to touch her to see if she had warmth, but he didn't dare; he liked this person too much.
He opened the door, and inside, Su Zui was leaning against the bed, his face pale, obviously thinner, and he was looking out the window.
Little Susu, a fluffy white ball, was curled up by his hand.
It still looked like a beautiful picture, but in reality, Su Zui's heart was like dead water.
The soft footsteps didn't make him react at all.
"Are you planning to starve to death? To go accompany Yi Yi? To ask if it was me who killed it?"
Her voice seemed especially light in the quiet ward.
