"Youxue?"
Mo Hexuan looked at her with a hint of confusion.
Qin Youxue's face was pale, she took a step back as if trying to avoid that smell. However, a wave of nausea surged from within her, her expression changed, and she covered her mouth as she dashed into the bathroom.
"Ugh..."
A heart-wrenching sound of vomiting came from the bathroom, Qin Youxue was leaning over the sink, making a mess as she puked.
She hadn't eaten much, all that came out now was sour water.
By the time it was over, she couldn't even keep her balance. Mo Hexuan went over to hold her shoulders, his expression complex and grim.
Once the overwhelming nausea had subsided, Qin Youxue slowly came back to herself. She turned on the faucet and washed away the filth, feebly washing her face.
The smell still lingered in the air.
The scent of another woman's perfume.
She couldn't get past the hurdle in her own heart.
Couldn't bring herself to be with Mo Hexuan, pretending as if that woman didn't exist.
