Feng Yexuan looked at her.
The tears in Fen Ling's eyes made him a bit restless.
But also somewhat guilty.
However, he didn't know how to offer comforting words.
He wasn't accustomed to it.
In the end, Feng Yexuan simply said blandly, "It's nothing, don't overthink it."
"Yexuan, let's go back." Fen Ling suddenly grabbed his arm.
Feeling that he was about to subconsciously push her away again, this time, Fen Ling held on tightly, unwilling to let go no matter what.
"Yexuan, I'm scared, I'm really scared."
"Scared of what?" Feng Yexuan looked at the girl leaning on his arm, while a silhouette from the lake in his dream flitted across his mind.
Fen Ling's voice was somewhat ethereal, as if it were both far away and near.
He couldn't hear it clearly.
"I'm afraid, afraid that you've truly found someone else in your heart, someone who is better at everything than me, superior in all ways."
