"Yingying, do you think he can see me?"
Youya looked up at the sky. A plane passed through the white clouds, leaving a long trace in the distance.
Xue Ying looked at Youya who was lost in thought with pity, feeling sad in her heart. She reached out her hand and touched her head comfortingly.
Youya turned to look at Xue Ying, with sparkling tears lingering in her eyes. There was a little worry and a little distress in her eyes.
"Haha, I'm fine."
Youya took Xue Ying's hand and smiled at her. That forced smile made Xue Ying even more worried. She didn't speak, just stayed by Youya's side quietly, looking at the clear sky, thinking about the pain she had suffered...