"Sometimes, I feel like I'm talking to a stranger." He rubbed his brows, shook his head, and sighed unwittingly. After all, the difference was too big; and all the things he was familiar with were gone. Now, only her eyes were the same as the past; and it was only from there that he could see Xia Ruoxin's shadow.
Xia Ruoxin laughed, but her smiling intention was light and very distant.
Not long later, Qin Xuejuan came and—of course—made a huge pot of soup for Xia Ruoxin.
"Doctor Gao, you should have some, too. If not, my Missy won't be able to finish it." Coincidentally, Qin Xuejuan smiled once she saw Gao Yi. Finally, it would not be wasted. Gao Yi touched his stomach, and he really wanted to say that he did not want to drink and he could not drink it; his stomach was filled with the previous soup. However, he really could not reject Qin Xuejuan's good intentions so he could only drink the soup.
