It was Luo Jun who used his endless love to make her regain her confidence, and at the same time she began to learn to trust others and dare to express herself.
It was this man who gave her a new world.
Even if she lost everything, at least she still had him, and she was very content.
Hugging each other, neither of them said anything, they just quietly listened to each other's heartbeat, felt each other's body temperature, and felt each other's presence.
With him (her) in your arms, you have the whole world.
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It's the same Hong Kong, under the same moonlight.
At this moment, Zhuo Ran was standing on the terrace of his villa, holding the railing with both hands, staring at the blurred and profound city night in front of him.
"Teacher Zhuo." Aqiang walked up behind him softly, "It's getting late, you should have a rest."
"Well, you go to bed first, I'll sleep in a while." Zhuo Ran responded without looking back.
Aqiang looked at his back, hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped forward and stood beside him, "Are you...have something on your mind?"
Zhuoran narrowed his eyes slightly, "Aqiang, have you ever loved anyone?"
"Me?" Aqiang raised his palm and scratched his hair, showing a bit of naivety, "My wife and I were childhood sweethearts when we were in school. After graduating from college, we got married when she got pregnant."
Zhuoran smiled, "I really envy you."
Aqiang smiled sheepishly, "Look at what you said, what do we have to envy?"
Zhuoran looked towards the night again without making a sound.
Looking sideways at the deep expression of his boss, Aqiang coughed lightly, "Actually... I think... Miss Song is not bad, she is well-educated and knowledgeable, and her essays are not bad compared to celebrities... Also
That Dr. Chen, don’t tell me you didn’t see it. Every time I heard that you were sick, I was so excited that I wished you could not afford to be sick for a long time..."
Zhuoran laughed softly, "According to your words, does she like me or hate me?"
"Of course she likes you. She coughed when you answered the phone last time. She even made a special trip to deliver a letter to you. She also called several times a day to check in. Isn't it obvious that she is interested in you?"
Zhuoran shrugged, "Forget it, you know that I hate the smell of disinfectant."
Aqiang pouted, "What about Miss Song? She doesn't smell like disinfectant."
"A child of a noble family, the princess is too ill."
"So... what about Dr. Li? He doesn't smell of disinfectant, and he doesn't have princess disease? He's smart and beautiful, and his figure is better than that of a model..."
Zhuoran smiled again, "I'm looking for a girlfriend, not a model..."
Aqiang sighed, "Forget it, no matter how good a woman is, she can't be as good as Chu Xiaochen in your eyes."
Upon hearing the name Chu Xiaochen, Zhuo Ran's eyes immediately turned deep, "Don't talk nonsense."
"I'm not talking nonsense. You clearly like Miss Chu and you still refuse to admit it!"
Zhuoran straightened up and sighed softly.
Chu Xiaochen is already married. What will happen if he admits it or not?
When he said this, he raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, "Suddenly I remembered, or... I should call Luo Jun and explain."
Aqiang curled his lips and said, "That kind of violent maniac, why don't you care what he does? If you beat him, you are asking for trouble."
"I don't care about him, I don't want to trouble Chu Xiaochen." Zhuo Ran said, extending his palm to him, "Give me the phone."
