The afternoon sun, broken into pieces, scattered across the pristine white hospital room.
Wang Ruoxi nestled against Wang Hao's shoulder, sinking into a deep slumber complete with soft snores.
Watching the sleeping Wang Ruoxi, she really had the aura of the girl-next-door—endearing and adorable.
Wang Hao used his finger to gently lift a lock of Ruoxi's hair, quietly admiring her pretty face. His focused expression was like that of an outstanding artist, appreciating his flawless masterpiece.
Just then, Wang Ruoxi suddenly opened her eyes. Seeing Wang Hao playing with her hair, her face couldn't help but flush with embarrassment.
Wang Hao greeted her with a sunny smile upon her awakening and said, "Ruoxi, you're awake. Are you hungry? How about something to eat?"
In front of Wang Hao, the usually strong Wang Ruoxi showed a shy, bird-like delicacy.
"Uncle, you should eat something too!" Wang Ruoxi passed a fast-food meal to Wang Hao.
