Tang Shi’s eyes reddened, but she was laughing. She pointed at Bo Ye, her body shaking with hysterical laughter, and her voice was a raw, broken thing. She murmured his name, the sound laced with the same tender intimacy of five years ago, but the phantom joy was instantly consumed by a wave of icy agony that drowned her whole, every sense shrieking in protest. “Bo Ye… oh, Bo Ye. My brother is dea
















