Holding Yun Bixue's hand, Xie Limo's palms began to sweat.
He buried his nerves and excitement deep within him and just stared warmly and quietly at Yun Bixue.
She was his wife, yet she had suffered so much by his side. He should have been protecting her tenderly, but her life had been endangered again and again.
Just like how Yun Bixue felt, Xie Limo blamed himself tremendously.
Xie Limo tightened his grip on Yun Bixue's hand. A split second later, he suddenly realized that he shouldn't hold her hand so tightly. Afraid that he would hurt her, he immediately let go of her hand.
However, instead of fully letting it go, he just relaxed his grip and continued holding her.
He felt satisfied just by looking lovingly at Yun Bixue.
When Ling Nanchen returned from the hospital with medications, he witnessed this scene—Xie Limo was looking warmly and indulgently at Yun Bixue as she slept.
