"Dabai..." The girl's sobs rose and fell, layer upon layer, pulling at the listener's heartstrings.
Qiao Nancheng stepped forward, seemingly trying to comfort her. As soon as his hand touched her shoulder, the young girl trembled as if she had been greatly shocked.
Qiao Nancheng pressed his thin lips together and said, stammering, "Don't, don't cry. This person, he might not be, Ji Yebai..."
Ning Xixi blinked her long eyelashes, as if waking from a dream. She pushed aside the man's hair on the ground, revealing an unfamiliar face.
Fortunately... it wasn't him... Ning Xixi sighed in relief, only then realizing the foolish mistake she had made.
"Good thing it's not... good thing it's not..." She patted her chest with relief, while Qiao Nancheng watched her actions, a touch of bitterness staining his lips.
So she cared so much about Ji Yebai, cared to the point of losing reason and sense.
