Xiang Lan squatted next to the sofa, wiping the vomit around Jiang Hexiao's mouth with a towel. At this moment, Jiang Hexiao was drunk and unconscious. His lips moved slightly and he didn't know what to say, but the voice couldn't be heard clearly. She leaned closer.
"Xiang Lan" Jiang Hexiao was drunk on the sofa, eyes closed, arms on his forehead, and kept whispering. "Can't you just... Be fine?" His voice couldn't help but tremble, and his closed eyes couldn't stop the tears from overflowing.
Xiang Lan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but turn his eyes red, holding back the tears flowing freely: "Maybe... We are destined to be destined to be together." She raised her hand and stroked his cheek, "Goodbye He Xiao, take care of yourself and Pu Pu." She kissed him gently on the lips, then turned and left.
Intent: Abuse: You came on the clouds, I walked away on the mist
