Old Yao would require some time to complete his preparations, so Xiang Shaoyun stayed behind to care for Yao Qian. Lying on the bed, she had a delicate appearance that provoked pity in one's heart. Her bountiful chest heaved up and down as she breathed, but no dirty thoughts surfaced in Xiang Shaoyun's mind.

He gently stroked her hair and said, "Little Qian, don't worry. I won't let you die."

He viewed her as a childhood friend and nothing else, and he had no other motives for wanting her to live. He only wanted her to be well and return to being the past her who would always tail him like his shadow.

Xiang Shaoyun was only about 25 or 26 years old, yet he had experienced too many things in life. Thus, he greatly...