The towel in his hand fell gently to the ground without making any sound.
The sun shone in from the window, spreading warmth on the two of them, driving away the gloom in the room.
A slender hand suddenly wrapped around the young man's neck, and her soft lips gently pressed against his lips.
The young man was shocked and couldn't move. His heart was beating violently, with pain and joy.
The first time she kissed his beautiful and soft lips so boldly, Zhen didn't want to let go of every inch of her face.
The young man pressed the acupuncture point on the back of her head, turning his passive into active, and kissed her flower-like lips deeply with pain, care and emotion.
The fierce and painful kiss expressed their deep love for each other.
The love of youth is hazy, beautiful, but also the most sincere, without any fetters. I have you in my heart, and you have me in your heart. It is simple but as affectionate as the sea.
But why has the right to such simple love been deprived?
The girl lay on the boy's chest and burst into tears.
"Be good, don't cry." The young man comforted her in a panic. No matter how hard she sucked in her tears, she couldn't finish them, just like a stream that kept flowing.
"Okay, I promise you." The girl sniffed, raised her head from his arms, and all the tears that were flowing were absorbed by her in an instant.
The young man smiled softly, "This is the most beautiful little Zhen."
"But," the girl sniffed again, "you have to go abroad for surgery, and I will stay with you until you recover."
The young man's restored color turned pale as paper in an instant, as transparent as death.
Why fight for something that you know has no results?
He has given up completely.
The young man shook his head, "It's useless, no need to waste time."
Yan Zhen said firmly, "Well, I will keep crying, dry up my tears, and be with you for the last time."
Wen Lunhua suddenly hugged Yan Zhen tightly in his arms, a tear slipped from his eyes, "Fool, didn't you promise me that one day I won't be here and you won't cry?"
"I regretted it." Yan Zhen said stubbornly as she was crying.
Wen Lunhua kissed her tears away sadly, "Okay, I promise you to go abroad, but you must agree to one condition."
"you say."
"No matter what the outcome is, don't shed tears for me anymore, I feel bad."
Yan Zhen nodded.
The young man breathed a sigh of relief, "Have you read Ming Xiaoxi's "There Will Be Angels to Love You for Me"?"
"I don't want it!" Yan Zhen hugged him tightly, "I don't want it, I don't want it, you are not him, I don't want you to become him."
The young man looked at her steadily, "Xiao Zhen, don't you agree to my last wish?"