Forcibly suppressing his sobs, Cheng Cheng's whole body trembled slightly, pulling at the wound, and it hurt so much that he couldn't bear it.
Opening his mouth, Cheng Cheng wanted to make some sound. His throat was not as dry as before, but now he couldn't make any sound for no reason.
Huo Licheng leaned forward a little, so that his face could be seen in the dim light. Looking at this face, Cheng Cheng felt as if he was in another world.
Obviously they had only met not long ago, but now it seemed like a long, long time, centuries.
Tears kept falling, soaking the white pillow. The crystal tears shone dazzlingly under the light, stinging Huo Licheng's eyes and even more hurting Huo Licheng's heart.
The voice could not be softer, could not be softer, and every word was so difficult to say: "Cheng Cheng, I'm back..."
Cheng Cheng had an impulse. She wanted to throw herself into Huo Licheng's arms and cry loudly. She was in pain, her whole body hurt, but what hurt more was her heart.
Looking at the man's handsome and handsome face, Cheng Cheng felt a sense of distance for the first time.
This feeling of distance was not the feeling of distance between a big boss and an employee when she first met him. It was thousands of times stronger than that feeling.
This distance seems to span race, time and space.
He is so normal and nice, but she...
Cheng Cheng couldn't move, and Huo Licheng didn't touch her. The close physical distance felt like a thousand miles away in Cheng Cheng's heart.
There were more and more tears. She was not a girl who liked to cry, but now she couldn't hold it back.
Huo Licheng had been sitting next to Cheng Cheng without moving. During this period, someone came to persuade him to eat something, but he ignored them.
Finally, Huo Licheng couldn't help but pulled the tissue next to him, carefully avoiding the injuries on Cheng Cheng's face, wiped her tears, and threw the tissue into the trash can. Huo Licheng went to the bathroom and washed it with disinfectant. He washed his hands and returned to Cheng Cheng's bedside.
The tall figure landed on his knees. This was a hospital. Although the hardware facilities were good, a hospital was just a hospital. Huo Licheng, who had always had a slight mysophobia, didn't care about it at all at this moment.
Kneeling down beside Cheng Cheng's bed, Huo Licheng buried his head deeply next to Cheng Cheng's head. The pillowcase soaked by Cheng Cheng's tears was cold, but it burned Huo Licheng's skin.
The ward was extremely quiet. Huo Licheng didn't speak anymore, and Cheng Cheng didn't speak either. His tears gradually subsided in this silence.
There is no part of my body that does not hurt, but all the pain in my body combined is not half as painful as my heartache.
Feeling Huo Licheng's fingers touch her hand, Cheng Cheng felt her heart suddenly tighten. Her hands were injured to varying degrees. Huo Licheng was obviously very careful to touch her uninjured fingers.
Cheng Cheng lowered her eyes and looked at the place where the two hands touched. In fact, she couldn't see clearly, but she wanted to see clearly.
The finger felt like it was no longer his. It took a lot of effort for Cheng Cheng to move it, and he felt Huo Licheng's presence more and more clearly.
The tears that finally stopped flowed down again.
Growing up, Cheng Cheng had encountered a lot of unhappy things. When she was in school in a small town, she was bullied by some girls because she had a good relationship with Ning Zexuan. Cheng Cheng felt wronged, but never cried.