"Sorry to trouble you."
Han Yuchen's voice was soft, like a feather falling to the ground.
The moment he finished speaking, the breath he had been forcing himself to hold finally gave out.
At the very end, when he looked at Leng Yuebai, there was only the relief of having set down a burden.
It was a kind of complete trust that said... "I'll leave the rest to you."
Then, his eyes slowly closed, and his body fell straight backward.
Without another sound.
Before the thought could even arise, Leng Yuebai's body had already moved.
An afterimage remained where she stood, and the air let out a faint sonic boom.
The next instant, she appeared out of thin air behind Han Yuchen, as if she had been waiting there for a thousand years.
Her cool, soft arms opened and steadily caught his falling body, drawing him into her embrace.
This was the first time she had taken the initiative to be so intimate with him.
Han Yuchen's head rested in the hollow of her shoulder. The stellar aura around him, which had always made her feel so close and at ease, was now as faint as a dying candle in the wind.
An extreme sense of weakness was clearly transmitted through every inch of skin where their bodies touched.
Leng Yuebai's glassy eyes suddenly narrowed.
An emotion she had never experienced before pierced her deathly still heart without warning like an icy needle.
Numb and faintly sour.
Was this... heartache?
She held the sleeping man in her arms with unbelievable gentleness, as though she were cradling a priceless treasure that would shatter at the slightest touch.
She turned and walked, step by step, toward the Shrek group.
Everyone was stunned speechless.
Dai Mubai's eye twitched wildly, his mouth hanging