Shen Yan said softly, "She misses you very much."
Ye Xiaoyu felt a twinge in her heart but still forced herself to speak, "Yan Zi, thank you."
Shen Yan felt even worse; she had always been concerned about Ye Xiaoyu all these years and never expected her to go through so many hardships. Thinking back, it was her carelessness.
During that initial gathering, Ye Xiaoyu inexplicably disappeared, and she hadn't doubted it just because of something An Xiao said.
She should have at least called Chen Ming to confirm.
If she had been more vigilant back then, or stayed by her side when she had a fever, would none of this have happened?
Ye Xiaoyu simply tidied up a bit and followed Shen Yan to her home. As she entered the door, she heard low, childish crying—weak and already hoarse.
Tears uncontrollably streamed down Ye Xiaoyu's face.
