Amidst the pouring rain, their embrace grew tighter still.
As if the sisterly bond broken a thousand years ago had finally been restored.
Zhu Ying held Zhuzhu tightly, her tears flowing freely, soaking the other girl’s shoulder.
— Sister… Zhao Xixi… I have missed you so much… she sobbed softly, her voice heavy with unbearable sorrow.
Zhu Ying cannot bear to live alone… I want to always be with you, Sister Xixi… Zhuzhu froze at the name.
Her chest tightened hearing the girl’s weeping.
Her heart ached as if sharing in that profound grief.
And in that instant, visions from the dreams that had haunted her for seven years flashed through her mind.
That name… the name she had heard in every one of her endless, unfinished dreams.
Zhao Xixi… Who was that really?
Why was this girl calling her that?
And why had that name appeared in every dream?
What connected them?
A thousand questions began to spin in her mind.
Zhuzhu gently pulled away, then looked softly into the girl’s eyes.
— Miss… please, calm down… you are safe now, Zhuzhu said softly, helping her stand steadily.
Let us go back to the hospital.
The weather is getting worse, and you need to be seen by a doctor… Zhu Ying only responded weakly, her voice faint and breaking.
— Ahh… Hidden in the shadows of a building not far away, a pair of sharp eyes watched them both.
A figure stood motionless in the darkness, watching with hatred and suppressed rage.
It was Chen Lie.
He clenched his fists tightly.
His plan to eliminate Zhu Ying using a vehicle controlled by dark magic had failed.
Chen Lie grinned wickedly from the shadows of the night.
— Just you wait… he whispered threateningly, a low, terrifying laugh rumbling in his throat.
The game has changed now, compared to a thousand years ago… hahaha!
With light steps, he vanished back into the darkness of the night.
Meanwhile, Zhuzhu helped guide the increasingly weak Zhu Ying.
They both got into a taxi that had just arrived, heading toward the hospital.
On the way, Zhu Ying slumped weakly against Zhuzhu’s shoulder.
Her breathing was hot and irregular.
A high fever spread through her body — caused by the cold and the immense emotional weight she had been carrying all alone.
Twenty minutes later, the taxi arrived at the hospital.
Zhuzhu helped her out and guided her toward the treatment room.
Soon after, the doctor came to examine Zhu Ying.
Zhuzhu waited anxiously.
When the doctor turned around, she asked at once.
— Doctor… how is she?
The doctor sighed softly, looking at his notes.
— The patient is under extreme emotional distress, compounded by a high fever from exposure to the cold, the doctor explained seriously.
She needs complete rest and peace of mind.
If her condition worsens, it could become dangerous.
Please take good care of her, Miss.
— Thank you, Doctor… Zhuzhu nodded weakly.
After the doctor left the room, Zhuzhu looked again at the girl lying weakly on the bed.
Her heart felt heavy.
Poor thing… Zhuzhu thought.
Where did she come from?
What sorrow weighs so heavily upon her heart that she feels so lost and alone in this world… Suddenly, the door opened gently.
Someone stepped in, breathless, hurrying — yet their face was filled with worry.
It was Xiaoqi.