Xiao Hongchen's Condition?! Critical!

Meng Hongchen's heart was pounding wildly.

It felt as though a little deer were crashing about inside her chest, making her whole body tremble faintly. She raised both hands to cover her face, feeling the scorching heat in her cheeks against her palms.

"He agreed..."

Her voice was hoarse, tinged with tears, yet unable to conceal her joy.

"He agreed..."

Tears seeped through her fingers and ran down her arms. But this time, they were tears of joy.

The scene from just now kept replaying in Meng Hongchen's mind...

She had leaned straight toward him...

He had been so close to her. Morning light fell over him, making his short gold-and-white hair gleam with a faint golden sheen. His handsome, jade-like face still carried the languid air of someone who had just awakened. His moon-white long robe hung loosely over him, its collar slightly open.

He had been so close to her.

Close enough for her to see the curve of his eyelashes.

Close enough for her to smell the faint scent on him, like sunlight mingled with grass and trees.

"So handsome..."

Meng Hongchen's voice was so soft that only she could hear it, carrying the particular shyness and fluttering excitement of a young girl.

"Even more handsome... up close..."

She recalled how he had looked on the competition stage.

The lazy way he kept his hands in his pockets, the calm confidence in the slight curve of his lips, the earth-shaking might when he unleashed the Holy Radiance Qilin, and the gentle yet powerful strength with which he had shielded everyone in five-colored light.

Every scene had been carved into her heart as if with a blade, impossible to erase.

And now, he had agreed.

He was willing to see her brother.

Her brother could be saved.

Meng