Shen Yufeng's hand was warm and strong, clearly casually resting on his shoulder, yet Long Qingyu felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds, making it impossible for him to break free.
However, this action somehow caused his heart to inexplicably tremble, as if the distance between them had invisibly closed.
Long Qingyu intended to leave, but Shen Yufeng's action made him instantly submit, obediently following Shen Yufeng towards the ward.
Long Hexuan stood there, dazed for a moment, but then shook his head and smiled.
This gesture from Shen Yufeng was more effective than any words!
Long Qingyu followed Shen Yufeng into the ward and saw An Xiaoyu half-lying against the head of the bed, holding a bouquet of lilies in her arms. When she looked at him, her dark eyes were full of smiling warmth.
In the past few days, she had noticeably lost weight, and her chin had become much sharper, yet the warmth in her eyes remained bright.
Qiao Yuwei also smiled upon seeing Long Qingyu enter.
