The door slowly opened, and time stood still as if frozen in eternity. The daylight streaming through the hospital room spilled into the dim corridor.
Hua Jun squinted uncomfortably and wanted to raise her hand to shield her eyes.
The blinding halo gradually dispersed, and the figure became clear. The same sharp eyebrows, dark eyes, high nose, thin lips, and chiseled features.
Suddenly, her pupils contracted, and her heartbeat drummed as if it wanted to leap out of her chest.
She murmured in a trembling voice, "Ye Jiang?"
"Hmm?" A deep, familiar voice responded to her.
Hua Jun's eyes warmed, and tears streamed down uncontrollably.
**
Early the next morning, Ye Binyi directly took Meng Shuyan to the cultural palace without informing Tian Sangsang.
They rode in the driver's car, and upon arrival, Ye Binyi carried Meng Shuyan out of the car.
Today, Meng Shuyan was dressed impeccably.
