Then... I felt a pang of compassion.
Later on, it seemed like I got addicted to helping her.
Again and again, over and over...
And now...
Because I always felt she was an outsider, dragged into this by me.
...
Xia Xiaochong quietly slept on the side, while Ji Yang quietly sat next to her.
He patiently stared at the woman before him, never taking his eyes off her.
...
Xia Xiaochong was groggy from sleep.
She didn't wake up until the evening...
When she woke, she realized she was in the hospital room, sleeping in Ji Yang's hospital bed.
Xia Xiaochong immediately sat up straight, filtering through afternoon events in her mind.
Well, feeling a bit down...
Then she came to find Ji Yang for a drink.
Eating apples and drinking beer... my own creation...
Really, it was like I got f***ed over.
Xia Xiaochong sulked silently, just as the hospital room door opened, it was Ji Yang's tall figure, holding white porridge in hand.
