Mu Anran ran directly out from the side door.
But when she arrived at the garden panting, she found it empty, without a trace of her brother.
"How could this be, I clearly just saw him..."
Not willing to give up, Mu Anran searched around the flower garden and finally, behind a row of roses, she saw a black figure.
"Brother..."
She whispered softly, pulling away the branches in front of her and grabbing the black figure.
The figure was startled and quickly turned around.
Mu Anran froze: it wasn't her brother, it was Mu Xue!
Mu Xue, with a panicked expression, turned her eyes rapidly upon seeing Mu Anran and suddenly grabbed her hand: "Anran, you finally came?"
Mu Anran forcefully freed her hand from Mu Xue's grasp, surrounded by a tremendous sense of loss.
How foolish of her, her brother had been in a coma for three years and was only sent to Italy a month ago; how could he possibly be here?
