"Han Liuyue… where is the hospital you mentioned?"
"She's hurt, so be gentle. Do you need my help?"
"When she wakes up, can you have her call Jin Xueli's phone? She knows."
"Han Liuyue, when can I go to the hospital to see her?"
It was as if a hole had opened up in Brianna.
From that hole, countless words and questions poured out, filling the desolate, cold night.
'If I just stick to the facts, the swaying, distorted world will gradually stabilize and get back on track, right?'
Brianna kept talking, kept asking, but not a single thought, not a single word, dared to venture in the darkest, most terrifying direction.
Every sentence she spoke was subconscious, half-fawning and half-pleading, hoping Han Liuyue would guess her meaning and voluntarily tell her the one thing she wanted to hear.
But Han Liuyue never seemed to understand.
She just silently picked Morando up, hoisted her onto her back, and nodded at Brianna. "I'm leaving."
