The walls of the new house were covered inch by inch with her photos.
All taken secretly by him.
Her profile, her silhouette, her smile, the way she looked reading a book, the way she vaccinated children, the way she slept on the bed...
She hadn't seen it yet, the way she appeared in the photos he took.
His angel, always beautiful.
Despite being psychologically prepared for her frequent fainting, sleeping fits, and relapses...
He still felt such heartache that it was difficult to breathe.
Beitang said treatment has minimal effect on her.
So should they just give up treatment?
Mu Yanxi said each treatment would be more painful than the last. Since the treatment doesn't have good results, it's best to let things take their natural course...
Wait, perhaps the antidote will be found.
Wait…?
It feels like a lifetime of waiting, but not knowing when happiness will finally come.
