The man walked up to the glass door and saw her solitary, desolate figure, his eyes slightly cold.
Chen Zhi did not notice his presence, continuing to weep with her head buried. Si Ye stood for a while before turning around and getting back into the bed.
At this moment, Chen Zhi needed a space to vent the pain in her heart, and he shouldn't disturb her.
Tossing and turning in bed, Si Ye kept his eyes open, unable to sleep.
Chen Zhi's crying continued through the night, and his eyes remained open the entire night, his heart tightening along with her sobs...
As dawn broke, Si Ye quietly got out of bed, careful not to startle Chen Zhi at all, and instructed others not to disturb her either.
He did not go to his company for work but headed to the hospital first thing in the morning.
Arriving at the door of the sixth-floor ward, Si Ye paused, then pushed the door and walked in.
Aunt Xu was combing Mrs. Chen's hair. Seeing Si Ye, both of them were momentarily surprised.
