lay with her on the narrow hospital bed, she was cold, so he covered her with a blanket; she was hot, so he wiped her sweat. 。Seeing her like this, it makes my heart ache. Every time she needs him,...Shu Tinglan didn't know why he had to listen to these strange memories under the streetlights in the residential area. Moreover, judging from his expression, it wasn't a good memory either. 。"On the third day, you finally answered the phone, yelling at me, probably thinking I was being a nuisance, driving you crazy..." He scoffed, still remembering Shu Tinglan's furious voice that time. She vented all her disgust for him in her voice. Even many years later, he would still vividly remember the feeling of self-doubt stemming from being genuinely disliked over the phoneim just now. Now, pretending to be pure and indifferentIt's not an act, Gu Ruandong was scared. He didn't sleep well last night, and just a kiss almost sent him over the edge. So now he'd rather slee...