"It's not too late to regret now."
The police had left not long ago when Li Jing walked into the ward carrying the meal he had packed to go.
Gu Wanwan's eyes were already swollen from crying, but upon hearing Li Jing's words, she laughed through her tears: "But my life is already ruined!"
Does regret help? Regret is useless.
"Ah, you're still young, and your family is well-off. Don't be so pessimistic," Li Jing said, his eyes bright, "Come on, have something to eat first!"
He helped Gu Wanwan sit up, the warmth of his gentle hand transmitted through the hospital gown made Gu Wanwan inexplicably shrink for a moment.
Looking at Li Jing's face again, his smile was as gentle as his actions, "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
Gu Wanwan shook her head, "No..."
"Eat, then!" Li Jing looked at Gu Wanwan, "Can you feed yourself?"
Gu Wanwan responded with a sound, "Thank you."
