"Xiao Xi, will you come see me again?"
"I am your attending doctor, of course I'll come again. I wouldn't want anything happening to a patient under my care." Han Xi's words clearly distanced their relationship.
Li Chenghao's pale lips curled into a slight smile, his deep eyes filled with melancholic sorrow. "As long as you can come, that's enough."
He didn't care in what capacity Han Xi appeared before him, as long as she could appear within his sight.
At least for now, he didn't dare to hope that Han Xi would accept him again.
After Han Xi and Lu Jinghan left, Han Siyu couldn't help but speak up: "Chenghao, can't you stop deceiving yourself? She doesn't love you anymore. She's now Mrs. Lu. Everything from four years ago has changed, and I'm the only one still waiting for you here. Why won't you just look back at me?"
