C197 Who Said That There Was No Bone Marrow?

Wang Xiao's heart ached as he watched Yao Beier struggle to smile. Sitting at the edge of her bed, he gently stroked her head and asked, "I saw you crying, yet you're still putting on a brave face. What's the matter?"

Yao Beier pouted in response to Wang Xiao's question, dabbing away the tears at the corner of her eyes before speaking softly, "I had a terrible dream about tomorrow's contest