These simple words, inexplicably, smashed into Huo Qi's heart one by one.
They left him stiff all over, staring blankly at him.
No one knew what he was thinking at that moment, only that his breath seemed to catch, and his heart seemed to have stopped beating.
He came… to take care of him?
The afternoon light grew more intense.
When it shone in, the beam of light that fell on the person in the hospital bed seemed to coat him in a layer of golden, soft light.
Huo Qi gazed at his ethereal features without blinking, and they just looked at each other like that.
For a moment, he felt as if his body lightened, as if he had instantly stepped into the depths of his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.
Suddenly.
Huo Qi saw him lift his slender, fair hand.
Then, those cool fingers pinched his jaw.
Huo Qi: "..."
His body froze, and his thick eyelashes trembled slightly.
Professor, what are you trying to do...?
