During the next few days, Xiao li felt that the world was becoming boring and boring for her to live. With a hint of sadness written all over her face, Xiao li leaned her head on the bed after watching over Jingyi Wang for a while.
Her eyes became heavy and she closed them to fall asleep.
Just as she was about to fall asleep, she felt a cold palm stroke her soft hair gently.
Xiao li's body stiffened.
The coldness from the palm shot through her scalp to her toes, making her tremble uncontrollably.
"Xiao li, don't be sad" the voice that sounded above her head was hoarse and shaky.
Tears filled Xiao li's eyes and she raised her head slowly. Jingyi Wang's paled, yet handsome face appeared before her eyes. She quickly stood up and reached out her hand to touch his face. "Ah Jin, you are awake?"
Her eyes widened in disbelief. "You are truly awake?"
She asked to confirm again as if she would suddenly wake up and everything would turn out to be a dream.
