"Tingyi, Tingyi." Li Zhuoran woke up with a start from a nightmare, his forehead covered in cold sweat and his lips completely pale.
He lowered his head and began to sob, his shoulders shaking with muffled cries.
Shuning stood by his side, yet she could not utter a word to comfort the boy. The system's fast-forward function was available for her to use at any time, but she chose not to.
Chapter 57