Qin Yue reached out and turned her head around, making her look at him: "Jian Ran, I'm here, don't be afraid."

"Ah—" Jian Ran was startled, then smiled slightly, "I'm fine, don't worry."

After saying that, she looked at the ceiling again, staring at it firmly. Qin Yue called her a few more times, but she didn't hear it.