'Perhaps it was all just to see one person again, to say one last thing.'
"Sister Ayuan, we can still go back!"
Lian You stomped her foot in anxiety. Her little hands clenched tighter as tears welled up in her eyes. Her mind raced, but she couldn't think of any way to help.
"Let's go find Xuyue! Or Bai Ling! Or... or anyone! Please don't be like this, I'm scared!"
Chu Jing closed her eyes and shook her head slightly, her long lashes fluttering like a butterfly's wings.
"It's too late."
"Que Meng helped me once. I have to repay that debt."
"If she hadn't orchestrated those dreams to show me the conspiracy behind Xuyue and his cronies, we would have dropped all pretenses long ago."
"We certainly wouldn't be feigning politeness like this, exchanging pleasantries and putting on a false front."
"Sister Ayuan..."
Lian You's lip trembled. Her voice was hoarse and her eyes were rimmed with red. Tears gathered on her lashes, but she didn't dare let them fall.
