Luo Yilan stood to the side, waiting for the condolences to end. After an unknown length of time, feeling somewhat tired from standing, she shifted her weight and inadvertently turned her head to see Heyue lost in thought.
Heyue was lost in some inner reflection, her brows furrowed unconsciously, while Yue Zhou leaned against her and slept. His expression was haggard, and the fingertips with which he gripped Heyue were bloodless.
Luo Yilan sighed and turned her head back.
Chapter 93