When Gong Ting woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the next day. He had been moved from the intensive care unit to a regular ward, no longer in life-threatening condition. When he awoke, the room was empty, and he felt a sudden sense of loss.
Before he lost consciousness, he saw Leng Youchen appear, which finally allowed him to sleep peacefully.
At this moment, she must be with Leng Youchen, right?
In his hazy state, he seemed to hear her whispering in his ear, saying she had decided to reconcile with Leng Youchen. He couldn't help but let out a bitter smile. No matter how many years he had accompanied her, how much he had sacrificed for her, she always loved only that person in her heart.
The door to the hospital room was pushed open, and Wei Anning walked in holding a bouquet of yellow roses. Upon seeing her silhouette, Gong Ting quickly closed his eyes, his emotions an inexplicable tangle.
