Bai Jingqing quickly wiped away his tears, paused for a moment outside, and only entered the hospital room again once he was sure he didn't show any signs of distress.
...
On the way back, Ye Qi felt utterly dazed. Sitting there, all he could think about was the fifteen years he spent with Beiming Han.
How many fifteen years does one have in a lifetime?
No matter how he consoled himself, he couldn't completely persuade himself not to be sad.
Yet Ye Qi firmly believed Beiming Han wouldn't die, absolutely not.
In his eyes, Beiming Han was like a god, a god who could control everything.
A person like him would never die from a mere illness!
When Ye Qi returned to the villa, Gu Qingxin was still awake. He knocked on the door and entered; Gu Qingxin immediately sat up.
"Ye Qi, did you go out?" Gu Qingxin noticed his clothes seemed a bit dirty.
