Crazy and Inhumane
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
Jian Ai looked at Ji Haoyu, and Ji Haoyu looked at Jian Ai the same way. Their eyes met, and for a moment, neither said anything.
"Alright."
In the end, Jian Ai agreed.
Ji Haoyu was delighted, and the smile on his face gradually widened. "Really? You agreed?"
Jian Ai looked at Ji Haoyu with a smile and nodded gently.
Because she felt Ji Haoyu's seriousness, she was also serious at this moment.
The cold wind in March was dry and refreshing. It ran down one's collar and into one's arms, making people shiver uncontrollably. In the hospital's pavilion, Yang Xiaoman sat on the cold stone bench in a daze, letting the icy wind blow.
A woolen shawl was wrapped around her from behind. Jian Ai's voice sounded in her ears. "Why are you sitting here? It's so cold!"
Yang Xiaoman came back to her senses. When she saw Jian Ai, she couldn't help but smile. "Didn't I say that you don't have to come over?"