The other side.
Zhan Nanjue's hospital room.
Two days have passed. He's sent her numerous messages, but she hasn't replied to a single one.
She must be really busy, right?
He rarely sent her messages like these before.
Waiting... turns out to be so unbearable.
'Gong Shirao, where are you now? What are you doing? Busy all day with no time to check your phone? You surely aren't intentionally not replying to me, right? But why do I care so much, care whether you are doing well.'
'You used to always be around, and now, not seeing you makes me anxious. It's as if time stretches endlessly, seemingly wasting the whole day, just waiting for you. Waiting for your response. Without it, I keep waiting.'
'During meals, during breaks, during medical checks, even while sleeping…'
