1000 Marriage

Helian Xiao walked into the ICU.

An Feng was laying on the bed quietly, her face pale with no life at all. She looked like a new-born, weak and helpless.

Across her face was an oxygen mask, her lips pursed tightly and there was no sign of her waking up at all.

As Helian Xiao stood next to the bed, he looked down at her hand that was exposed. She was on the slimmer side, her skin fair and smooth, so her veins are rather obvious.

Her lifeless appearance now was like a flower that had lost its soul after falling down from its tree.

Helian Xiao stared at her pretty and gentle face for a while, his chest heaving a little as an extremely complicated emotion appeared in his eyes.

It took him a long while before he managed to choke out, "An Feng, I didn't think that the woman back then was you." Even if she had yet to wake up, a weak helplessness still dissolved all of his muscles, not daring to look at her face straight on.