Just like yesterday, Gu Shimo lay quietly on the bed.
Ye Qingwan's heart felt like it was being gripped by a hand, and the pain spread to her limbs.
She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't control her tears.
She pursed her lips tightly.
She knelt down in front of the bed.
She gently held Gu Shimo's large palm with both hands, her teary eyes staring at his pale and handsome face.
"Brother Shi Mo, how long more will you sleep before you wake up?" she asked softly."
"Are you really going to abandon Zixi and me?"
"Were you lying to me when you told me that you loved me? If you lie to me, I will hate you for the rest of my life."
"Zixi still doesn't know that you're injured and unconscious. If he knew that you were lying here and unwilling to wake up, he would definitely think of finding another father."
"Brother Shi Mo, can you wake up quickly?"
