Sheng Jiayu woke up again early the next day. The weather outside was terrible; for some reason, it had changed from bright sunshine yesterday to continuous rain today.
Sheng Jiayu finally opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was the man's dark short hair. Mu Ke was still wearing his white coat and was leaning on her bedside.
Sheng Jiayu moved slightly, and Mu Ke woke up immediately.
When their eyes met, it was as if an eternity had passed.
Mu Ke looked unwell, but Sheng Jiayu suddenly smiled. It was wonderful to open her eyes and see him again.
"Does it hurt? Right?"
Mu Ke sat up straight, leaned slightly forward, and stared intensely at Sheng Jiayu, but said nothing.
Sheng Jiayu moved her lips; her whole body hurt terribly, but the moment she opened her eyes and saw Mu Ke, all feelings vanished.
