"Yuyan, please. Don't move," Jiang Yang pleaded.
As Jiang Yuyan had no energy left to move or struggle more, she lied down in the bed helplessly, her eyes desperate to see him, the one she lost but didn't want to believe it, thinking it was just a bad dream.
She closed her eyes, the corners of her eyes letting the tears find their way out, she said, "Brother, tell me it was just a nightmare and everything would be fine."
Jiang Yang wanted to say it was not a nightmare and Lu Qiang is dead but couldn't say it considering her condition. "Yuyan, don't talk and rest for now. You are weak and it will harm you more."
"Brother...please tell me it's a nightmare...please….," she pleaded, ignoring everything, her pain, her brother's words.
Tears rolled down from Jiang Yang's eyes and he finally said, "It was not a nightmare, Yuyan." He didn't want to comfort her with a lie.
