When Su Muyao asked this question, her heart involuntarily tightened, and her fingers clenched together.
Although she hadn't seen Xie Guixue for such a long time and hadn't mentioned him again, she always remembered him in her heart. She never brought it up, keeping it locked away, so as not to worry those around her.
The mere mention of the name Xie Guixue or even just "Xie" would ripple her heart.
How could she possibly remain indifferent to matters concerning him?
Mention of Xie Guixue by Yue Wuhen recently made her unable to resist asking how he was doing.
Perhaps she once hoped that he would come to find her as soon as he woke up, but that was just a hope in her heart.
Between her and his mother, he chose to follow his mother's arrangements, didn't he?
Yue Wuhen looked down at Su Muyao, his purple eyes falling on her slightly trembling fingertips, lashes lowering subtly, the gaze deepening, like a silent rain had fallen.
