Gu Xiaoai silently stared at his increasingly pale and thin face, her eyes sore. These days, she had exhausted her life's worth of tears...
"I went to sort out dad's belongings today." Gu Xiao Ailuo told him what he was going to do. "I will start preparing for dad's funeral tomorrow, so I won't be able to accompany you."
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"Your father said he would send someone to take you out, but they haven't arrived yet. What if they arrive and want to take you back to Europe by force?"
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"The central government is now intervening in the E.S headquarters to investigate. I don't want them to come in and investigate like a sweep, but I can't control it, so can you wake up as soon as possible?"
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"Secretary Wang is very busy these days. She has been busy a lot. I see she has also lost weight due to fatigue. Remember to reward her when you wake up...Mother is the same. Her eyes are always swollen from crying."
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Li Juefeng remained indifferent to Gu Xiaoxu's nagging words and fell into a deep sleep.
She couldn't predict how long he would sleep...how long he would sleep before he would wake up, how long he would sleep before he would wake up and take a look at her...
"I'm afraid that I can't keep your things, and I'm afraid that when you wake up, you will still see the military hospital and a pile of scattered E.S..."
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"Li Juefeng, I can't hold on anymore." Gu Xiaoai said to the silent Li Juefeng, her voice trembling uncontrollably.
She wants Li Juefeng's shoulders...
She is really tired now, very tired... She can't hold on any longer. She doesn't care about anything. No matter what happens outside or what difficulties she has to go through, she just wants to stay by his side...
Stay quietly next to him...and get some sleep.
"Would you please wake up? I really can't hold on anymore..." Gu Xiaoai shed tears.
In his blurred vision, Li Juefeng's hand suddenly moved, and Gu Xiaoai quickly held his hand.
Li Juefeng held her hand tightly, clasping her soft hand tightly with his five fingers.
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Gu Xiaoai's eyes widened in shock and she stared blankly at his hands.
These days, Li Juefeng's hand occasionally moves, but when she holds his hand, he never holds hers back...
Gu Xiaoai looked at his face. He was still asleep, with his eyes closed and his thin lips pursed. He no longer needed an oxygen bottle.
"Li Juefeng? Li Juefeng?!" Gu Xiaoai called his name, overjoyed. Is he about to wake up?
His hand was firmly held...with his unique warmth.