Chapter 117 It Should Be Her Own Decision
In the silent night, moonlight pale and limpid as water, draped like a veil over the sweetly sleeping girl on the hospital bed, the tall man had been standing here for who knows how long.
His gaze settled on Jiang An's tranquil face. Although he had come here with anger in his heart, for some reason, as soon as he entered and saw the girl's sleeping brows, his heart inevitably softened.
In the darkness-filled hospital room, Gao Chuan, dressed in a white coat, slowly paced to her bedside, gently lifting his hand to tidy up the messy hair covering her cheeks, strands of black hair slowly slipping through his fingers, his handsome face calm and undisturbed, with a pair of clear, penetrating dark eyes.
He suddenly remembered a night just like this one, moonlight light and breezy, while he stood beside the girl, clumsily yet tenderly blowing her hair.
