The next morning.
Chu Mo, as usual, pushed Su Huili out for a walk. As they passed a corridor, he seemed to see something interesting and stopped.
"What's wrong?" Su Huili asked, puzzled.
"Let's go say hello," Chu Mo didn't continue forward but turned the wheelchair around the corner instead.
At that moment, Fu Chenshang was holding a petite girl in his arms on a hospital bench. His eyes slightly narrowed; his usually stern face looked exceptionally gentle. The girl was well covered with a blanket and a coat, only half of her rosy little face showing, buried in his embrace, her breathing long and quiet...
By the time Su Huili realized, the heartwarming scene had already washed over her like a tidal wave.
Her first reaction was to turn her wheelchair and leave, but Chu Mo stopped her.
