The woman's facial features were deep and three-dimensional. She had the exquisiteness and beauty of a foreign woman. Her eyes were gentle and beautiful, but at this moment, crystal clear tears were flowing in them.
Yan Sichen was suddenly at a loss.
"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"
He reached out to examine the woman, but she suddenly stepped back and looked at him with great sadness.
Then, he turned around and ran away.
“……”
Yan Sichen's hand stopped in the air.
"What's wrong, brother Sichen?"
Ning Qing's voice came from the ward.
He turned around. nothing much, just a small accident.
He patted his sleeve and found that there was a spot on it that was slightly darker than the rest.
It was the tears of the girl just now.
Yan Sichen had a strange feeling in his heart. She was clearly a woman he didn't know, so why did he feel a little familiar with her?
Had he not seen other women for too long?
