Han Luo woke up when the sunlight was bothering her too much. She frowned and slowly opened her eyes.
Her long eyelashes fluttered open. As the sunlight hit her eyes, she squeezed her eyes. It took her time to adjust her eyes to the sunlight.
Her eyes landed on the white ceiling.
'Heaven. It must be heaven. So, I died. How unfortunate. I wished to at least have a happy family with big brother Yuan.'
When she thought of Mo Yuan, she felt like her heart was stung by something sharp.
"Yuan!"
She abruptly raised her upper body and sat up. Her eyes looked around and found herself in the hospital bed.
She recalled how pale and cold Mo Yuan's body was. It was almost like a dead body. Her mother's bloody face came to her mind.
Han Luo involuntarily trembled. Her head spun as she forced herself not to think about unspeakable things.
'I have to find him. I have to find Yuan.'
