Chapter 89 - Dont go (2/2)

”Yan Mei!”

He yelled, which caused Yan Mei to wake up from whatever trance she was in. She slowly looked up and met Lei Zhao's eyes laced with concern. She froze for her moment as her empty eyes roamed his face.

Seeing her giving him a blank look with her pale face. Lei Zhao felt like his heart was being ripe out of him. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her.

Yan Mei struggled in his arms and pushed him away. Lei Zhao was not holding her tightly because he was afraid to hurt her, so he was easily pushed away by her making him fall on his bottom.

Terror overtook her face as she held her head, shaking the voices out of her head.

”I'm fine…fine-I''m---fine. No-no, he loves me. He wouldn't leave me…”

She chanted as her eyes darted around the room until they stopped on Lei Zhao, who was staring at her.

Lei Zhao was mute with horror. Sadness, fear, and frustrations almost overwhelmed him. He had no idea what to do or how to even react. He was afraid he would cause more damage to her.

Recognitions finally dawned on Yan Mei's face.

”Lei—Zhao” She whispered as she gripped his hands, his shirt, and buried her face in his chest. Yan Mei sobbed into his chest. Pain, fear, exhaustion, and frustration bubbling uncontrolled within her.

Lei Zhao held her cold body tightly, trying to warm her up. Yan Mei's body was tense, pressed up against him.

”Sorry..I didn't find you earlier.”

He mumbled softly, then he scooped her from the floor and hugged her to the bedroom. Lei Zhao placed her gently on the bed, held her close for a moment, then planted a kiss on her forehead.

He decided to look for warm clothes for her since she was wearing a crop top and shorts, making her body freaking cold. Lei Zhao got down from the bed in search of a sweater for her but she gripped his shirt stopping him in his tracks.

”Don't---go.” She pleaded as she pulled his shirt.

”Alright.” Lei Zhao said as he smiled softly at her. He unbuttoned his shirt and helped her to wear it.

Once he finished he laid on the bed beside her and pulled her into his arms hugging her tightly. Lei Zhao covered them with the quilt.

Yan Mei sobbed into his chest unceasingly, her hands clutching his innerwear vest. Lei Zhao held her in silence, rocking her slowly as her tears soaked his chest. A few minutes later, Yan Mei felt her eyes growing heavier and heavier. Finally, she closed her eyes as her mind dragged her into the oblivion of sleep.