This article is a rebirth favorite article, first person, CP Zhou Zhirong x Cen Sen, attacking first 233333.
Let me explain here, because the author's imagination is too big, I can't be sure whether it is a sweet pet article. Everyone has different opinions. The above is the copy I just started writing. If you like sweet pet articles, please proceed with caution! ! !
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When I opened my eyes, I saw nothing. The tip of my nose was filled with the smell of medicine and the sweet fragrance of flowers.
I tentatively raised my hand, and what I touched was gauze, covering my eyes layer by layer, blocking my sight.
The person next to him started to move, and the bed shook, probably because he was getting up.
One hand held my hand, took it off the gauze, and stuffed it into the quilt.
His hands were a little cold, but his palms were warm, just like his voice, clear and gentle.
He said: "Don't worry, it will be demolished in another week."
I recalled the feeling at that time, slowly rubbing the fingertips of my right hand under the quilt, and hummed "Hmm" from my nose.
He didn't speak anymore, and the room was extremely quiet. I heard some small sounds, maybe he was sorting things.
The dull sound of the door closing was like thunder in my ears. I closed my eyes and lay on the bed, as if someone was sighing in my heart, and then said quietly: "Look, he is gone..."
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