The small body in his arms was stiff and icy, still trembling. Duan Xi's heart ached beyond words. He held her tightly against his chest, trying to pull her back to her senses, to calm her down. "Jiaobao, don't be like this, we'll face it together…"
But as soon as the words left his mouth, Ruan Jiaojiao started screaming, pounding crazily on his shoulder, jumping up to cover his mouth. "Don't say it, don't say it, Brother Xi, I'm begging you, I'm begging you, don't say it, okay? Please, okay…"
Yet faced with Ruan Jiaojiao's pleading, Duan Xi still said those three words, his voice so calm it was almost cruel. "He's dead."
"Aaahhhh!!!!"
Ruan Jiaojiao's vision went completely blurry. She collapsed weakly to the floor in front of Duan Xi. The tears that had long filled her eyes but stubbornly refused to fall finally broke through the dam at this moment.
She sat on the ground, both hands covering her eyes, tears rushing out between her fingers one after another.
