It was like a sudden thunderclap striking on a clear day, Yan Xinxin felt as if her head had been hit by an electric current.
At the very moment Mo Chuxi said those words, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning. A numb and painful sensation triggered chaotic and fragmented memories to flood her mind!
"Brother Xi, today Yuan wants to eat peaches."
"Then we'll go to the orchard to pick some."
…
"Wow, we're going for a hike today, Yuan wants to hold Brother Xi's hand!"
"Come."
The boy's refined brows were painted with a warm, tender smile.
She reached out her hand, and soon it was enveloped in his palm with care and affection.
…
"Brother Xi, don't be scared! Yuan will come to save you right away!"
"Don't come over! Qianyuan, stay back!"
"No! Yuan won't leave Brother Xi alone!"
"Yuan—"
"Ah—"
The boy's final, heart-wrenching cry caused Yan Xinxin's head to ache so intensely that she let out a scream.
