Ji Cheng stood beside Zhao Ming's bed, staring at her intently.
He was bothered seeing her sobbing like this. Her condition was vulnerable. Her face was ashen and tears kept rolling from her eyes.
It was the second time she was crying like this after waking up from the coma.
He was surprised seeing her so weak. She shut everyone's mouth with her badass attitude in the banquet.
And now she was crying like this.
Seeing her condition, Ji Cheng felt a pain in his heart.
' I could never understand her heart. She must have been very hurt earlier at the banquet but didn't show anything. And now she is even crying in her sleep.' he felt bad seeing her like this.
He squatted down at the ground and looking at her from her level.
He looked at her and touched her forehead with his cold hand, slowly caressing it and called out to her, " Zhao Ming."
