Yun Bixue looked into Xie Limo's eyes and her heart grew warm. She patted the space beside her on the bed and said, "Come here."
Xie Limo's expression turned soft as he sat beside the pillow on the bed. Yun Bixue rested her head on his lap and relaxed. She sighed, "Limo, I feel bad for Yaoyao."
"I know. You thought that she'd found happiness but didn't expect that someone would take it all away from her and make her faint."
Xie Limo knew that if Yun Bixue hadn't been worried about her best friend, she wouldn't have been feeling depressed since the previous night.
