After a period of chaos, two hours had passed. Bai Jingqing walked out, looking at An Xiaonuan, who was asleep, and pondered over the question Huangfu Ye had just asked him.
"Second brother."
"It's okay." Bai Jingqing only said these two words, unable to say it's good, only that the situation was okay.
"What's wrong with Xiao Nuan? Is she like this because of her disfigurement?" Huangfu Ye was heartbroken to the point of wanting to dig his heart out and throw it away.
"I'm not very sure either. Earlier, when she saw her own face, she wasn't too emotional... she froze for a moment and then threw away the mirror and rushed outside. It seemed like she wanted to leave, to do something." Bai Jingqing carefully recalled the earlier details.
"What did she want to do?" At the time, Huangfu Ye was only thinking about An Xiaonuan and didn't notice anything else.
"What do you think she'd want to do first under such circumstances, upon waking up?" Bai Jingqing asked.
