She had followed him for three years, and it was rare to see a smile on his face.
But at this moment, Mo Shang's weak and pale smile was so dazzling that she couldn't take her eyes off him.
Helian Yueyin was not one to cry, but she felt that because of this man, she seemed to have shed all the tears of her lifetime for him alone.
"Yinyin, it's late, come to bed and sleep for a while." Mo Shang's hand was hooked to an IV drip, and he lay on the edge, which left a large empty space on the already large bed.
Helian Yueyin was taken aback.
They had already broken up, and even if they had shared a confused, passionate kiss before, now it was not appropriate to lie in the same bed together.
"I'll sleep on the sofa in a bit, you shouldn't worry about me."
Helian Yueyin immediately went to the walk-in closet, brought out a thin blanket and pillow, and placed them on the sofa.
