Jack took a deep breath, hoping time could take away all the pain, that everyone could calm their minds. Time is the best healing potion; see, his wounds have been healed by time.
This could be considered a good thing.
Wesley stayed in the operating room for a long time. As he slightly stood up, Xiao Qiao's face was pale, still wearing her bridal gown, a ring still on her finger. Wesley held her hand tightly, gently leaned down, and kissed her forehead. Her body slowly grew cold, the heat in her palm fading.
He kissed her forehead, a tear falling onto her face.
"Xiao Qiao, don't go too fast, wait for me." He still had responsibilities and duties; the consequences of the wedding he had to bear alone, as he had declared at the press conference, he is loyal to his wife, his family, and his country. He cannot irresponsibly walk away; he still has many matters to handle, "Wait a moment, I will soon join you."
For now, let you be lonely for a while.
