Zhang Ziwen reached out his hand, and He Lirou obediently placed hers in his firm palm. He pulled her to the edge of the bed and started gently wiping away the tear stains on her face. However, he couldn't hold back his own tears. Zhang Ziwen did not want to suppress his emotions in front of his sister. His tears were shed for He Li. He felt her soft touch on his face as she mirrored his actions, wiping away the tears at the corners of his eyes. The siblings' hands were both gently placed on each other's faces, gently wiping...
The hospital room was very quiet, and the strong warmth filled the room. He Li's cheek was pressed against Zhang Ziwen's, gently rubbing against it.
