His words sliced through her numbness like a blunt knife. Slowly, Yueyao lifted her hollow gaze to meet his. The raw pain in her bloodshot eyes made him stiffen slightly. He has never seen her look at him like that no matter what kind of fight or argument they had.
But before she could speak, another memory ripped through her foggy mind, slicing her heart apart. Auntie Mei seemed to have gotten badly hurt...
"Aunt… Mei…" she whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible. Tears filled her eyes as panic twisted her chest, "Where… where is Aunt Mei…? Is she… is she alive…?"
She remembered the way Aunt Mei had shielded her from the kidnappers, taking a brutal blow to the head that left her limp and bleeding on the road.
"Tell me… please… is she alive…?" Yueyao sobbed, her entire body trembling uncontrollably. Aunt Mei was the only person left she could say was her family.