He thought of this and couldn't help but use his fingers to squeeze her weak hand. Her pulse was very weak, her body temperature very low, but it was still warm, a symbol of life.
This made him feel at ease.
He slowly lowered his head, resting his face beside Qin Youxue's body, and closed his eyes in some fatigue.
Is staying by his side truly so unpleasant?
But even so, he only wanted her to stay.
In this world, there is nothing he cannot obtain. There is only what he wants and what he doesn't want.
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When Qin Youxue woke up, it was the third day at noon.
She opened her eyes groggily; the sunlight was very bright, making her feel a bit dazzled.
The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant and alcohol, permeating her nostrils, causing her some discomfort.
Her vision was blurry, but gradually became clear. Someone was moving in front of her — a tall man.
"Awake?"
He sat beside her, holding something and eating, his tone a bit lazy and casual.
