In fact, that's exactly what he did.
The mirror didn't shatter, but the pain from his hand bones transferred to the piercing pain in his head. At that moment, it felt as though something in his mind was being hollowed out, leaving a blank space.
His tottering body lost its support, and he suddenly fell forward. Instinctively, he reached out a hand to brace himself against the sink, but his body slid down, one knee hitting the marble floor.
With a 'thud' sound.
As if his bones were about to shatter, his entire body ached.
His consciousness began to scatter, and he did not know how much of it was a blur. He only knew that in such a state, the words he mumbled were—
"Yuanyuan..."
Tender yet reluctant, he called her over and over again.
"Yuanyuan..."
"Yuanyuan, don't leave, Yuanyuan..."
"I miss you so much..."
