Xie Xudong sat in the cold bedroom. The air seemed to be poisonous, and even breathing was painful. He slowly lay on the bed and took a deep breath, but why was there no smell of her here.
He remembered the first time they met, when she secretly looked at him; the second time she carried him with blood on her back through the alley, and she held him so tightly in the ambulance; the third time she fed him porridge bite by bite; the fourth time... When did it start, he also forgot how strong a woman she was.
She left, and she said, "A Dong, I still love you, but I won't wait any longer." She didn't wait for him anymore, but he didn't need her to wait. He loved her, and Xie Xudong loved He Ran.