As soon as Beiming Han put down the phone, he was reduced to tears. He lay on the hospital bed, curling himself up into a ball. Suddenly, he felt so cold, and he missed his Xin'er so much. He longed to hold her while sleeping, to kiss her forehead, her cheeks, her lips...
I miss you so much, so much...
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After Gu Qingxin put down the phone, she returned to bed. She turned to face the direction where Beiming Han usually lay. Just like when he was there, she slowly moved closer, then gently closed her eyes, as if she were in his embrace...
When she fell asleep, a tear rolled down from the corner of her eye.
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In recent days, Beiming Han has been staying in the hospital, occasionally going to the office during the day to handle matters.
Gu Qingxin, on the other hand, stayed by the phone every day, hoping to get a word from him.
