What is there to fear, even death, when you are with the one you love?

So she quietly stayed by Ye Chen's side, waiting for the moment he would wake up.

She had endless grievances she wanted to tell her lover, and what she wanted most was for Ye Chen to give her a tight hug after he woke up.

She wanted to tell Ye Chen that as long as he was by her side, she was not afraid of anything.

He is my everything... he is all I have...

She had so much to say to him...

but.

What she had been waiting for was Ye Chen's deep disgust... At this moment, Leng Qiuyue felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

A hot tear fell from the eyeball that bulged out of its socket.

"Ye Lang...you said you would still love me even if my face was disfigured...you said you loved me not because of my appearance..."

"I am Yue'er... You said... Only you can call me that..."

"Ye Lang...I am your Yue'er..."

Leng Qiuyue was still trying, hoping that all of this was because Ye Chen had just woken up and hadn't heard her words or recognized her efforts.

She couldn't believe it; she couldn't believe that Ye Lang, who had once sworn eternal love to her, would treat her so coldly and ruthlessly.

But just as she was about to get closer again, Ye Chen suddenly pushed her away.

Looking at Leng Qiuyue falling to the ground, Ye Chen's disgust deepened.

It was as if the shove he made of Leng Qiuyue had touched the most disgusting thing in the world.

His words only fueled Leng Qiuyue's despair as she collapsed to the ground.

"I don't know you."

"If you come any closer, don't blame me for being impolite!"