Let's meet again

The dark clouds gathered in the skies of Jing city, rumbled and pour down continuously. 

Inside the VIP room in the city hospital, Li Juan laid on the bed, surrounded by various monitoring equipment.

Lee Tae Yang who sat beside her, gazed at Li Juan's partially hidden face under the oxygen mask. 

Her once bright and beautiful countenance was now appeared pale like a ghost. 

A purplish palm mark remained on her cheek, like a huge eye sore.

Even on her slender wrists, the bruises left by thick ropes were present.

If there weren't any wounds or oxygen mask on Li Juan, one might have mistaken her as someone who is sleeping peacefully at home. 

She appeared so calm and quiet. 

Lee Tae Yang carefully reached out for her hand and gently touched her slender fingers. His touches were so tender and soft as if he is scared that he might hurt her.