Ye Mingmei suddenly sat up, grabbing Qin Youxuan's hand, her eyes turning panicked.
"You found him, didn't you? He's okay, right? Where is he? I want to see him..."
After speaking, Ye Mingmei lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.
"Mingmei, calm down, listen to me..."
"I don't want to listen! I don't want to hear anything!" Ye Mingmei, agitated, covered her ears, desperately wanting to find Yu Xiuzhun, "I know he's okay, he's right next door, it must be like that..."
"Mingmei, by the time we got there, it was already too late..." Qin Youxuan hadn't finished her words when Ye Mingmei covered her mouth.
Her hands were strong, even trembling.
Her eyes showed a desperate red, her lips quivering, "Don't say it, I beg you, don't say it, I know he's okay, he must be okay... He promised me he would change, start over, Heaven won't deny him a chance..."
