The tranquility in Hannah's eyes was replaced by a ripple in the tide.
She opens her mouth several times, unable to keep herself from asking, "Is... this from the young lady just now?"
At the sound of her words, a boy in the hospital bed lazily thus, without even lifting his eyes to look at the bewildered person standing beside his bed, but the thing in his hand brings a little tenderness to his eyes.
A smile asked again, "Do you know each other?"
After saying this, she scolded herself as stupid.
How could she visit the hospital if they did not know each other?
As expected, Louis Snyder looked up at the girl standing in front of him and said indifferently, "Met once, not familiar."
The girl seemed to heave a sigh of relief, but she did not think further.
Louis spread his palm, a silver moon hair accessory quietly lays in his hand.
Small crystals are set in it, particularly dazzling in the sunlight, much like the person who just left.
