Bai Xue remained silent, her gaze fixed on some point in the distance. Jiang Lei could see the despair welling up in her eyes, and for this reason, he also felt bitter in his heart.
Jiang Lei has begun regarding Bai Xue as a friend. She has been caring for him all this time, and it has unknowingly made a place for her in his heart.
Gently, he placed a hand on her shoulder, his voice soft and sincere. "Senior sister, I understand your concern for Ming Yue. It's natural to fear the worst in situations like these. But, one must not give up their hope entirely."
Bai Xue turned to him, she had composed herself slightly until now. She spoke, her voice steady but filled with profound sadness. "When we know that we might never see someone we loved, that the chances for her surviving is low. How can we not worry? I'm so scared, I'm so scared I'll never see Ming Yue again."
When Bai Xue was speaking her last line, her shoulder heaved up and down.