Translator: Aran

  The moment Ye Qingyu turned and left, the little loli that had always remained in the state of unconsciousness suddenly seemed to sense something. Her withered little hand stretched out, wanting to grab at something. But ultimately it fell back down without any strength. A crystal clear tear slid down from her cheek…


  “Brother Ye, don’t leave…”


  These mumbled words were said with difficulty from her mouth.

  The back of Ye Qingyu’s figure ultimate..