"So..."
Like forcing herself to make a decision, Angel's long eyelashes trembled, catching a large teardrop.
Before Cass could speak, she took a deep breath, her voice light as a dream: "Give me some more time, and I will leave you."
Finally, Angel tilted her small face up and gave Cass a sad yet lonely smile, barely touching the corners of her lips, unwilling to say more.
The handsome face of Cass still held a look of astonishment, staring fixedly at the slender and thin figure of the girl, unable to believe that Yan Xiaye's prediction had come true.
After a long while, he silently turned and left, not asking Yan Xiaye to leave with him.
Yan Xiaye stood in place, torn between choices, and finally decided to stay.
Since Angel had no other friends, her presence might be more valuable than imagined, even if it just made Angel a little happier.
About three to five minutes passed.
Yan Xiaye cleared her throat in an affected manner, using this way to remind of her presence.
