Whose name is he calling?
Dong Xin Yan was momentarily stunned, then a glimmer flashed quickly in her eyes. Now that Gu Ningyi was drunk, and they say a drunken man's words are the sober man's thoughts, the name he unconsciously murmured must be the person in his heart at this moment, right?
Could it be that Xin Ruo, or... her?
Dong Xin Yan unconsciously tightened her grip on the towel, quickened her pace, and walked towards the bedside.
Gu Ningyi's thin lips moved, slightly opening and closing, and a low, hoarse voice squeezed out from his throat. Dong Xin Yan stood there listening for a while, unable to make out what he was saying. She bent down involuntarily, her face slowly drawing closer, then turned her ear towards him.
Now that she was so close, Dong Xin Yan could finally make out what he was saying; he was repeating the word 'Xin'.
As expected, she wasn't surprised... But, Xin who?
Xin Ruo or Xin Yan?
