A familiar and pleasant scent overwhelmed her senses; the despair in her heart dissipated significantly, and she inexplicably grew reliant on this scent.
This person was none other than Jun Yu.
"Ah Yu..."
Song Wei called out in surprise, her voice small but powerful.
Song Wei still felt a sense of unreality.
How could Ah Yu appear here?
Wasn't Ah Yu supposed to be in Song Wanwan's room, with Song Wanwan...
"Xiao Wei, don't worry, I'm fine." Jun Yu gave Song Wei a reassuring and calming look, then held Song Wei tightly.
At this moment, nothing more needed to be said; a hug was enough.
Song Wei bit her own hand, making her consciousness a bit clearer.
After confirming this wasn't a dream, and Jun Yu was indeed safe, she leaned into Jun Yu's arms with a smile, hugging Jun Yu with lingering fear.
She continued to sob softly without speaking for a long time.
