"Vivi, have a lollipop."
"Vivi, it's raining, let's share an umbrella."
"Vivi..."
The young boy's shy voice echoed constantly, and Lan Ruowei's head began to ache, her expression pained.
"It's me, Yu Mao, don't you remember, the three years we spent together."
Ji Xi Yu held onto Lan Ruowei's hand, his eyes full of urgency.
Three years, that was the happiest time of his life.
"Yu Mao." Lan Ruowei uttered these two words, her head hurt even more, but her memory was very vague. She only vaguely remembered two teenagers, around thirteen or fourteen, happily playing games together.
But she couldn't see their faces.
"My head, it hurts so much."
Lan Ruowei clutched her head and cried out in pain, her body went limp as she fell into Ji Xi Yu's arms.
...
Lan Xin Ai received Ji Xi Yu's call and rushed to the hospital.
"How is Ruowei?" She approached Ji Xi Yu with an urgent question, how could she just faint like this.
"She's inside."
