Feng Yexuan's head was aching.
No one knew why, but every time he saw Fen Ling shed tears, his head would hurt.
He used to think it was a heartache, but now the signal was clear: the pain was coming from his head.
It really hurt.
"Rest." He stopped asking questions, his gaze once again falling on Chu Qianli.
She was unconscious, her face as pale as death.
Looking at her... it was obviously heart-wrenching.
Turns out, there's a true difference.
One pain comes from the head, the other, the pain comes from the heart.
That figure in his mind was still causing a ruckus.
By now, she was no longer silent, crying, fussing, accusing him of abandoning her...
His head was hurting even more!
Fen Ling hadn't said anything further.
Feng Yexuan ignored her, so she quietly stayed.
As long as she continued to stay by Feng Yexuan's side, at least, the person in Feng Yexuan's heart had to be her.
He couldn't escape from her control over him...
