Once upon a time, that man who didn't like to have dark circles under his eyes now has a layer of cyan black under his eye sockets. Is it because he hasn't had a good rest for a long time?
Li Xiaoxiao felt a pain in her heart. She walked slowly to the bed, sat on the chair, stretched out her hand, and touched his eye socket gently.
Her fingertips were trembling, and all that was floating in her mind were bits and pieces of the past between him and her. As she thought about it, there was a burst of soreness in her heart, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her eyes.
, the eye sockets instantly turned red.
Perhaps because of his age, even though he was asleep and she was alone, he still didn't want to shed tears.
Due to restraint, her fingers grabbed the sheets with some force, and accidentally touched a hard object. She bent her fingers and took out the object, only to find that it turned out to be a wallet.
A classic model from PRADA many years ago.
It was her Valentine's Day gift to him.
Unexpectedly, he still carries it with him after all these years.
She remembered that she also put a photo of herself in it, a very beautiful photo without makeup.
When she was with him, she took many photos, but they were all stored in her mobile phone. When they broke up, naturally she would not think of sharing them with him.
She thought that if Lin Yuan'ai had not lost it, the photo in her wallet might be the only photo of her that Lin Yuan'ai owned.
But, I don’t know if he still keeps him now?
Li Xiaoxiao opened it subconsciously, only to find that the photo was still properly placed inside. She stretched out her finger and pulled out the photo. There was a text written on the back, which was: Love from afar, love your smile.
She is beautiful and clear, which is what she once wrote to him.
Just on the side, there was a small line of words. The handwriting didn't look good, but it was his handwriting that she was familiar with: Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry, I love you.
Li Xiaoxiao's fingers holding the photo began to tremble violently in an instant.
The resentment and unwillingness of the past five years seemed to be crumbling at this moment because of such a few words.
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When Lin Yuanai woke up, it was already late at night. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was a patch of white reflected in the dim light.
He lay on the hospital bed in a daze for a long time before he recalled that he had sent Li Xiaoxiao to the airport in the afternoon. When he came back, his condition had worsened and he seemed to be in a coma.
In his daze, he seemed to have dreamed that Li Xiaoxiao sent him to the hospital.
Lin Yuanai frowned, turned his head slightly, and saw Li Xiaoxiao sleeping beside the bed.
All movements and consciousness stopped.
Lin Yuanai looked at the familiar sleeping face close at hand. He was stunned for a moment, and then all kinds of warmth appeared in his heart.
Her hair is slightly messy, and under the dim light, it glows with a warm yellow color. Her fair face, fair and delicate skin, has a touch of soft sweetness. Her eyelashes are very long and curly, just like Barbie.
Her eyelashes are like those of a doll, and she is beautiful with a touch of innocence, trembling slightly. Her collar is a bit big, because she sleeps with her arms supporting her head, and the collar is a little open, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.
Lin Yuanai's mouth felt a little dry and her blood was rising, but he didn't dare to move, or even breathe normally, for fear of accidentally waking her up.
So, he just lay there stupidly, looking at her, motionless. After most of the night, he couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality.
When Lin Yuanai woke up the next day, Li Xiaoxiao was no longer there. The scene like last night was like a short-lived dream, shattered.
Lin Yuanai leaned on the soft pillow and watched the little nurse insert a needle into his blood vessel. However, he felt no pain. However, he quietly stretched his fingers to the place where Li Xiaoxiao had slept on his stomach last night. His fingertips
Gently stroking it, the place had already turned cold, but he seemed to still be able to feel her warmth.