"Yan…" That was a voice filled with weakness and surprise.
Although the voice was soft, it entered the ears of two people, waking them up.
By the time Bai Xue came back to her senses, Su Yan had already pushed through the crowd and rushed forward. His hurried, out-of-control demeanor was unlike anything she had ever seen.
There was no wind, but she felt chills running down her spine. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to find some warmth.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't rub any warmth into her body.
How could it be her? How could it be Bai Wanrou?
How could it be her?
How could it be?
How could it be!
Her heart was filled with screams, but no one could respond. She stood there, surrounded by people, yet feeling as if she was the last person left in the world. That loneliness, that solitude, that indescribable feeling, filled her with fear...
What happened?
When did she become so fearful?
Why was she scared? Why should she be scared?