Lin Yue slept for an entire day before waking up, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Zhuo Xiangqiao sitting by her bedside. She turned her eyes to look this way, and seeing the pale walls around her, her consciousness was still unable to fully gather.
Her memory still couldn't fully return until now; it lingered on that final fragment.
A car was coming towards her and Cenhuan, and then Cenhuan pushed her to one side. She saw Cenhuan getting hit by that car with her own eyes, and then she saw Zhuo Xiangqiao running towards her, after which she couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.
"Yueyue..."
Zhuo Xiangqiao lifted his eyes to look at the awakened Lin Yue, his eyes full of normalcy, as if Lin Yue had merely taken a nap in the past few days. But only Lin Yue could feel the turbulent undercurrent beneath Zhuo Xiangqiao's calm surface.