In the end, he held onto the edge of the bed with difficulty and planted a deep kiss on the side of her face.
I'll be back to you soon. Wait patiently, ning Qing, " he said as if he was coaxing a child, stroking her hair.
The woman frowned and kept shaking her head in her sleep.
He was reluctant to leave, but he knew that he could not stay.
“……”
The man covered his left abdomen slightly and sat back in the wheelchair with great difficulty.
A thin layer of sweat seeped out of his forehead and the veins on the back of his hands popped out.
He tightened his grip on her hand, pulled it down, and drove away in his wheelchair.
On the big bed, the woman's hand fell empty, and her brows were full of disappointment and sadness.
*
The next day, ning Qing woke up in bed.
She looked at the familiar surroundings and then at her hand.
The touch on it seemed to be very clear.
