"Sister Yili..." Liu Guihua called softly, a tremor of shared anguish in her voice.
Yili turned her head, her fiery skirt sweeping across the blue bricks, rouge tears blooming on her cheeks: "Look at how lively they are, it makes us seem superfluous." She suddenly clasped Liu Guihua's hand tightly, "Do you think... is there something lacking in us? Why can't we bear children?" These words struck Liu Guihua with a heavy blow to her heart, she suddenly nestled into Yili's embrace, tears soaking the other's shoulder: "Clearly I pray devoutly every day, clearly... clearly willing to do anything for him..."
Before she finished speaking, Shi Feiyang's footsteps suddenly echoed. He took in the sight of the two hastily wiping their tears, reached out and enveloped their trembling bodies in his arms, his fingers brushing away the tear stains from their faces: "Silly girls, to me, you are different from anyone else."
