“I know you, Shi Sheng. It’s normal that you don’t remember because you have amnesia, but you…”
As Lingya gazed at the scene, tears welled up in her eyes. "Shisheng, I miss you so much..."
Perhaps not expecting Lingya to get into character so quickly, Mo Shisheng hadn't even reacted before Lingya had already changed how she addressed her.
Upon hearing Lingya's last words, Mo Shisheng's expression turned completely cold. She said coldly, "Lingya, don't disgust me with your words."
"..."
The words seemed to have sentenced Lingya to death; she stared blankly up, "Shi..."
Before she could speak, she met Mo Shisheng's icy gaze, which could freeze a person to death. Lingya's eyes immediately reddened, and tears welled up in them.
Mo Shisheng had no interest in watching such a melodramatic scene. As she was about to turn and leave, Lingya's body suddenly fell straight into the snow.
Mo Shisheng looked over, but when a dark shadow flashed by and she saw Lingya fall into Ming Beiya's arms, a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes.
She turned to leave, but Ming Beiya suddenly called out to her, "Asheng."
Mo Shisheng paused slightly, and heard the man say the next thing: "It's snowing."
"..."
It's snowing, so what? She's still all alone.
Has anything changed because of this snow?
Mo Shisheng gave a cold smile and took a step to leave when a sharp pain shot through his chest and a metallic taste rose in his throat.
A mouthful of blood was spat onto the silvery white snow, so conspicuous. Immediately afterwards, everything went black, as if all the strength had been completely drained from her body, and she collapsed forcefully onto the snow.
A muffled thud made Ming Beiya turn his head sharply. When he saw that slender figure lying on the snow, his heart ached terribly. He abruptly pulled back his grip and released Lingya. She staggered and reached out to grab Ming Beiya's sleeve, but she couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.
He moved quickly, leaping to Mo Shisheng's side and gently embracing her as if she were a precious treasure.
This time, Lingya really fell into the snow. The icy cold instantly enveloped her. She waited for a while and saw Ming Beiya pick up Mo Shisheng and walk directly in the other direction without even glancing at her.
Once Ming Beiya had completely left her sight with Mo Shisheng in his arms, Lingya grabbed a handful of snow with one hand and threw it aside forcefully.
Beiya, you're such an annoying presence.
*
Ming Beiya gently held the girl in his arms. Her face was as pale as snow, without a trace of color. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her lips were crimson from the blood.
Mo Shisheng's sudden vomiting of blood and fainting had put Ming Beiya's heart in his throat. The sight of that red stain on the snow stung his eyes.
The girl in his arms was so light she felt weightless, yet her body was burning hot.
When he carried Mo Shisheng back to the room, Qingluan hurriedly followed. Seeing the lifeless Mo Shisheng, Qingluan felt extremely distressed.
"Master, let me feed Shi Sheng the 'medicine'."
""medicine"?"
Ming Beiya's eyes suddenly turned cold. "What 'medicine'?"
"..."
Realizing she had let something slip, Qingluan was at a loss for what to do and dared not utter another word.
“.
Ming Beiya's voice was devoid of any warmth, causing Qingluan's body to tremble slightly.
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