Until this moment, Li Chengze finally noticed...
Tu Haohao's hand was so small.
"Are you cold?" Because of the need for intravenous drips all day, Tu Haohao's hand was devoid of any warmth, cold as ice.
Tu Haohao didn't speak, just looked at him like that.
Her big, dark eyes landed on that haggard, gaunt face. Li Chengze didn't even have the courage to meet her gaze.
But soon, Tu Haohao painstakingly moved her small hand, pulling it away from his palm.
"Are... you... crying... for me?" Her voice was hoarse, speaking was strenuous.
Li Chengze didn't know how to answer, but felt a vague sense of something being amiss.
"But I... don't recognize… you..."
With a loud bang, Li Chengze felt something explode from the depths of his heart, prompting him to suddenly stand up and look at Tu Haohao blankly.
She said...
She doesn't recognize him?
The next day, it happened to be the day Lin Zhenxin was going to the hospital for a prenatal check-up.
