Huangfu Jingchen seemed like he had lost his soul. His face was extremely pale, and his eyes were unfocused, vacant and despairing, as he got up and staggered outside!
A handsome and composed youth, once full of hope, seemed to have turned into a completely different person in an instant.
No more thoughts, no more soul!
He even lacked strength, stumbling as he walked.
Watching his sudden change, Miss Mo put away her playful demeanor and said to his back, "Is the person you want to save another outsider?"
Huangfu Jingchen nodded mechanically, lost in confusion.
Although his seat was clearly not far from the door, it now seemed unattainably distant.
Miss Mo's voice was filled with regret, "Such a kind-hearted person, but the epidemic is ruthless, and heaven doesn't always watch over us!"
Huangfu Jingchen felt an overwhelming sadness in his heart. He could no longer hear what Miss Mo was saying. Was she saying heaven is blind? Yes, how blind heaven is!
What did Wenjin do wrong?
