“Does this suit need to be cleaned?” Aunt Geng asked, pointing to the clothes piled up on the chair. Jian Hang said, “I don’t know if Qin Moling still wants it. I accidentally dropped it on the ground before and he didn’t bring it when he left.” Without saying another word, Aunt Geng found a… Continue reading

Jian Hang had also been thinking about when to move to the villa recently. After moving there, she could see him every day, and he could cook for her when he wasn’t too busy. But he never pushed her. And she had been really too busy recently. So the move was put on hold. He… Continue reading

As dusk fell, the nurse gently closed the curtains. She looked back at the person lying on the bed, showing no sign of waking up. The breathing sound was slightly heavy but fairly even. It stood to reason that after two bags of IV fluid have been infused, the person should have woken up long… Continue reading