Yun Shifei closed the door, and tears uncontrollably began to fall.
Her pet was playing with its favorite toys, but upon noticing its owner's poor mood, wagged its tail and approached, its face full of concern as it gazed at Yun Shifei.
Flustered, Yun Shifei fumbled to pull out her phone, but she didn't hold it firmly, and it dropped to the floor.
She realized that even her hands were trembling.
Why was it like this? Yun Shifei felt incapable of controlling her trembling fingers.
Just the thought of Cheng Lie being in trouble made her feel as though the sky was collapsing.
It couldn't be—it simply couldn't be. In her previous life, until the day she died, Cheng Lie had been fine; surely he would be fine in this life too.
But then again, so many things had changed in this lifetime. Who could say if Cheng Lie really wouldn't face trouble?
