"Psychologists say that if a person is still thinking about another person after one hundred and fifty days, that is love."
"What's wrong? I've missed you for two thousand one hundred and ninety days."
The number is too huge. Why don't you dare to think about how he lived during the years when they were separated.
He had no choice but to touch Jiang Xi's head and promise softly, "Me too."
Only He Wang himself knew that the countless nights and countless surgeries he spent in the lunatic asylum were all made possible by Jiang Xi's agreement.
Even if his consciousness is blurred, he still remembers it.
He had to keep his appointment, he had to keep his appointment, he couldn't die here.
He wanted to see Jiang Xi.
He wanted to show his love to Jiang Xi.
Beauty suffers × evil attack
Intention: Why fall into the abyss, Jiang Xi brings light