Beiming Han smiled sadly. He really regrets it now; if time could rewind, he would definitely cherish his health, not for anything else but to wait for the woman he recently met, just to be able to grow old with her...
Unfortunately, there's no such thing as "if" in this world.
...
Gu Qingxin was at home today, feeling restless all day, and made mistakes in everything she did. Her injured hand almost got hurt again.
Ye Yingsu looked at her distracted state and frowned, pulling her into the living room to sit down, stopping her from doing anything, "What's wrong with you? Were you scared by Ye Qi's incident?"
Gu Qingxin looked at her and gently shook her head, "I don't know what's going on either. Since Ah Han left, my chest feels tight as if I can barely breathe, and I feel uncomfortable overall."
"Are you sick?" Ye Yingsu raised her hand to touch her forehead, the temperature was normal.
