Ning Xixi: "..."
She had to admit, Dong Yingluo's words had moved her.
"Let's go."
...
The treatment room.
The doctor spoke with a grave expression, "Young Master Ji, Xiaodong has not only recent injuries, but also numerous old wounds, which can only be described as horrifying!"
Ji Yebai's eyes slowly narrowed.
"I suspect...someone has been abusing him..." the doctor struggled to articulate, "Given his level of intelligence and mental state, the one who could get close enough to abuse him, is very likely, someone he was very close to..."
The doctor had tried to be as vague as possible, yet Ji Yebai had already guessed his implication.
His eyes were as dark as the night, hiding raging waves beneath.
...
On the streets, the traffic was bustling, and the noise of the crowd was deafening.
On the sidewalk, Ning Xixi and Dong Yingluo were walking side by side.
Sakura petals fluttered down with the wind, Dong Yingluo caught a petal, slowly crushed it, and tossed it aside.
