He spoke to her, comforting her to sleep.
She truly felt very tired, and slowly lay back on the bed. Her fingers instinctively clasped his, unwilling to let go...
So afraid that he would be just like a dream, disappearing once she woke up.
Zhan Nanjue placed a kiss on her forehead, just like she had imagined in her paintings, giving her a goodnight kiss.
She truly felt very happy, but why does happiness always make one want to cry?
She seemed to be losing control of her emotions, becoming more and more sensitive.
Perhaps it was because she had just completed treatment, she felt very sleepy and quickly fell asleep again.
He looked at her sleeping face, feeling a heartache that made it hard to breathe.
If he were to live in this world alone, what should he do?
He dared not imagine a world without her.
