"Old Bai, I really miss you."
After two years of companionship, Ruan Qi had long been accustomed to Bai Li's presence.
To her, Bai Li was family, an elder, a benefactor who gave her life anew.
She couldn't accept the fact of Bai Li's disappearance. For the past two months, she habitually spoke in her Sea of Consciousness, but that carefree, laughing old man could no longer respond.
Ruan Qi's nose tingled with a sense of sourness.
She lowered her head, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and prepared to get up and return indoors.
But just as she stood up from the chair, her vision went black, and she fell forward.
Xi Jiu, who was coming over with a fruit platter for Ruan Qi, happened to see this scene and was scared out of his wits.
"Baby!" He dropped the fruit platter and rushed over at the fastest speed, catching the collapsing Ruan Qi in his arms.
Ruan Qi vaguely heard Xi Jiu's anxious questioning voice.
