"I understand, but you must remain calm right now," Huo Yi repeated endlessly.
The way she acted tugged at his heart.
Did she really care this much for Mo Han?
"Ranran?" A worried voice suddenly sounded from the other end, as soft as a whisper.
Ye Ranran she turned around slowly, like a scene in a movie, remarkable enough to be stored in her memory forever.
In the sunlight, out on the streets, and in front of the café, Jun Mochan stood as tall as a pine tree.
He was quiet, gentle, and persistent.
Seeing Ye Ranran turn to look at him, his brows furrowed, but before he could walk towards her, she ran towards him.
Even if the glass cut her feet or the stones dug into her skin, she didn't seem to mind.
"Be careful." Seeing her in this state, Mo Han expressed his concern.
Ye Ranran threw herself into his arms, holding on to him for dear life.
The moment she heard he had been in an accident, she felt a rush of fear and worry, willing to follow him to the ends of the earth.