C45 Section 1

After dinner, Ye Zhiqiu went to Lin Yixue's room as usual.

Lin Yixue was sitting on the rattan chair beside the bed, reading a book. Hearing Ye Zhiqiu's footsteps, her shoulders trembled slightly.

Ye Zhiqiu sat on the bed and said, "Yixue, your illness is almost healed."

"You're almost done?" Lin Yixue said indifferently. Her heart suddenly felt empty, as if something important was going down