Tang Zhong didn't know why he suddenly started crying. Out of nowhere, tears streamed uncontrollably down his face, and his heart ached unbearably.
Li Chuwen had decided to tell Tang Zhong everything. But seeing him burst into tears, she froze. "What's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine!" Tang Zhong waved his hand dismissively. "Just tell me, what is it you want to say?"
"What I have to say… it's about Weiwei!" Li Chuwen began hesitantly.
"Weiwei? What about her?" The moment Tang Zhong heard Weiwei's name, he instinctively smiled. But this time, for some reason, no matter how hard he tried, that smile wouldn't come. Instead, his face twisted with grief, and tears continued to flow without end.
"Actually, Weiwei has been hiding something from you!" said Li Chuwen after a pause.
"What is it?" Tang Zhong leaned forward, desperate to know more.
"She's sick… very sick," Li Chuwen admitted, her voice heavy with worry.
