He seemed unaware of his abruptness, nor did he care about my deliberate indifference. I was lying on the bed. I felt no pain in my body, but I couldn't move at all.
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When I woke up again, I saw him sitting quietly in front of the bed. If you wipe away the fatigue on his face, then this scene is no different from the first time we met.
"Yan An..." He rubbed my face with his hand through the human skin mask, sighed softly, and finally said nothing.
Liujing, you told me your name was Liujing. And after all, you are the scenery that I can't keep.