"Sheng."
"Tingting." Xia Yunsheng looked at Meng Tingting.
Meng Tingting was silent, overwhelmed by grief from the news of his disappearance, unsure of what to say.
Xia Yunsheng grabbed her hand, trying to glean some hope from her, "Cheng Yanzhi isn't dead, right? They are lying to me, aren't they?"
Xia Yunsheng thought: Meng Tingting is a good person, she would never lie to me...
Meng Tingting looked at her, helpless, "Sheng, knowing this matter, I'm also deeply saddened. But... Yanzhi, he's... really gone!"
"What do you mean by gone? How could he be gone? He said he would stay with me forever... He will come back..." She murmured to herself, looking wholly possessed.
He had said he would always be by her side!
He couldn't possibly break that promise!
"Sheng..." Meng Tingting tried to stop Xia Yunsheng, but she couldn't. Xia Yunsheng climbed out of bed and walked to the door, Meng Tingting following her, "Sheng, rest a bit, don't be like this."
