"I just regard dependence as a habit, and I have insomnia because there are few people to say good night.
I pretend to be disconnected from the past. No matter how courageous I am to confess to you, it will be embarrassing.
Some people can only be met once in a lifetime, and I want to work hard to extend your company.
If you can see the end of a relationship before it even begins and choose to step back, will you leave no regrets?
I just meet you in this life..."
On the hospital bed, Tang Yuhuai listened to her favorite song, looked at the phone quietly for a long time, and then silently signed her name on the document.
Her lips parted slightly, but in the end she still didn't pronounce the name.
She had always retreated into her own world, neither approaching nor far away. Looking at this lonely world, she only absorbed a little bit of warmth from that person.
But she finally understood that even if it was warmth, it would still be lost.