"Jinshi, what should I do with you?" Ding Long asked softly, but the sleeping person would not answer him.
"Seeing you in so much pain, I don't know if I made another mistake. Shouldn't I have watched coldly as you and Lan Li got to this point again? If I let you go back to Lan Li, would you be happy and take good care of yourself?" Ding Long was also asking himself, his palm hovering gently above her face, yet he dared not let it touch her face, afraid to wake her up, or anger her.
Ding Long wondered whether his presence could lessen Ding Jinshi's pain, even just a little. Just a tiny bit would be enough.
Ding Jinshi only awoke in the evening. As soon as she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Ding Long asleep at the edge of her bed. She regrettably patted her head, how could she forget to settle Ding Long down? He had come directly to find her without adjusting his time zone, who knows how long he hadn't rested.
