The air in the ward seemed frozen. Outside this frozen cycle, Yatong suffered from the cold.
She wanted to speak, but was silenced by Brother Zero's cold and disappointed look.
Finally, Song Ling broke the deadlock first. His voice was as cold as ice: "No explanation?"
He opened his mouth awkwardly, and after a while, he managed to squeeze out a few words, "I, I..."
Panicked, she couldn't find the right words.
Song Ling's deep eyes were fixed on her, scanning every inch of her skin like an X-ray.
After a long moment, he seemed to squeeze out these three words from his chest, "You've changed!"
Ya Tong repeatedly shook her head: "No, I haven't. I am still your Ya Tong, Brother Ling. I haven't changed. I really haven't changed."
Song Ling's lips curled up into a cold arc, and he said quietly,
"No! You've changed! Yatong used to be simple and quiet, like a blank sheet of paper. Now you're scheming and scheming, repeatedly creating misunderstandings and conflicts between me and Liu Zhiyuan. Time and time again, you scheme against us. You've changed!"
Yatong was so anxious that tears came down, and she shook her head like a rattle.
"That's not the case. It's really not the case. Brother Ling, listen to me. Really, I can explain..."
Song Ling stared at her with a pair of cold eyes, and the corners of his lips curved in disdain.
Yatong's heart was stabbed again, her fingertips were pinched into her palm, and she pinched herself hard.
It hurts, it really hurts.
She forced herself to calm down. She couldn't panic, she absolutely couldn't panic.
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