On the way here, Yan Luoxi thought of countless ways Tian Lingyun might be feeling at this moment, but when she finally saw her, the tears in her eyes suddenly broke free.
"Sweet girl." Yan Luoxi rushed to the sofa, hugging Tian Lingyun who was sitting there dazedly holding a Barbie doll in her arms. She wasn't crying or hysterical, just sitting there quietly, so eerily that it sent shivers down one's spine.
Ever since she lost Little Tian Yan and couldn't find her anywhere, she was brought back to her apartment like this. Bo Jingnian, having heard the news, was rushing back from the film set, but the plane hadn't landed yet, leaving her to face the despair and silence of the room alone.
Suddenly being enveloped in a warm hug, the embrace was even more fragile than hers, also barely able to bear the weight. She closed her eyes briefly and said in a hoarse voice, "Erluo, why are you here?"
Yan Luoxi's tears fell down like rain. "Yanyan will be found, she will be found."
