Mo Shiche remained silent, and after a long pause, he let go of her hand and stood up. "I'm stepping out," he said, leaning down to look at her pale little face under the moonlight, "Make sure you cover yourself with the blanket and don't lie on your stomach while sleeping. I'm in the room next door, if you need anything, just call out, and I can be here in ten seconds."
Luo Qiangwei didn't respond.
Mo Shiche stood for a while longer, adjusted the room temperature to a comfortable level, and tucked in the corners of her blanket before he turned and walked out.
The moment the door closed, Luo Qiangwei slowly opened her eyes.
"In seven months, everything will be as you wish."
Ha.
It won't be as she wished anymore.
He was no longer her wish.
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