Blazing fire burned away my reason; fear and grief washed over me like a tide. Qu Chen lay in a pool of blood, his vitality as faint as a candle in the wind. I longed to rush forward regardless of everything and hold him, but I could not.
I stared fixedly at Linger, every word forced out between my teeth: "It was you, wasn't it?"
Linger turned pale, stepping back repeatedly with a flickering gaze: "No... it wasn't me! Youran, how could you suspect me? I've been with you the whole time!"
Chapter 36