"But…"

"You've all been working hard all night, this is what I should do."

George glanced at his son, who was clearly awake but still pretending to be asleep. A thought struck him, and he tugged at Liang Jingyi's clothes. "This is Momo's thoughtfulness. Let's go back and rest for a bit. You can also make some soup and bring it over this afternoon so our son can have some nourishment."

Seeing that George glanced at his son, who was still lying on the bed, with a hint of something, Liang Jingyi understood. "Alright then, thank you for your trouble, Momo. Auntie will come to relieve you this afternoon."

After they left, Mo Xiaoqing quietly took out the history book she had brought and began to read it without saying a word.

She turned the page as if no one was watching, seemingly oblivious to the fact that someone was secretly observing her.

She sat with her back to the window on a pale white leather sofa, her legs crossed in a relaxed manner. While reading, she would unconsciously tap the book lightly with her index finger.

Qiao Qian'an's ward was a VIP ward, unlike the ordinary wards where five or six people had to stay in one room.

Moreover, each VIP ward has two dedicated nurses to care for the patient, so the room is mostly quiet except when the nurses come to give injections or change IV drips.

On two occasions, the nurses did not notice Mo Xiaoqing sitting on the sofa. It wasn't that she wasn't conspicuous; it was that when Mo Xiaoqing didn't want to be in the spotlight, she wouldn't deliberately conceal her aura.

And those people naturally wouldn't notice that there was someone sitting on the sofa near the corner!

A few rays of sunlight streamed in from outside, illuminating Mo Xiaoqing's profile. Her already beautiful face was framed by a golden glow, seemingly widening the already significant gap between them.

Apart from the occasional sound of Mo Xiaoqing turning pages, the room was almost completely quiet; you could even hear some of the noise from the hallway outside.

Mo Xiaoqing's breathing was already very light and shallow. To hear her breathing, you would have to sit right next to her and listen very carefully; otherwise, you wouldn't hear even the slightest sound.

If only time could stand still at this moment.

Even if they don't say a word, as long as she quietly stays by his side, he will feel content and happy!

The morning passed like a handful of sand slipping through his fingers without him noticing. No matter how hard he tried to hold on, the sand would never stay still.

Mo Xiaoqing was like a rainbow in the sky, a star in the night; he loved her dearly, but he could never hold onto her…

As he was lost in thought, a WeChat notification suddenly sounded in the silent ward.

He cautiously opened his eyes a crack and saw the delicate girl sitting on the sofa, looking at something on her phone. Her eyes crinkled with a smile that was so beautiful it seemed otherworldly!

He wanted to hold onto her beautiful smile, but he also knew that this beautiful smile had never truly belonged to him. A despair welled up from the depths of his heart, silently devouring his good mood, replacing it with bitterness and unrequited love…

Mo Xiaoqing looked at the WeChat message someone sent, and even though they were separated by a screen, she could smell the strong sourness in it.

It made her involuntarily raise the corners of her mouth!

She promised Ji Muhan yesterday that she would handle this matter properly today. She had been at the hospital all morning, and Hanhan was naturally getting restless. She even sent a message asking if she wanted to come pick her up.

This wasn't about wanting to have dinner with her; it was about subtly testing her!

But she didn't object to his actions. As long as it was someone he liked, she was willing to spoil him no matter how outrageous his actions were...

Around 12:50 pm, she figured it should be about time.

"Now that you're awake, stop pretending to be asleep!"

Qiao Qian'an's heart skipped a beat, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Actually, he had already woken up long ago. He had already vaguely woken up while she was talking to her parents, but he was unwilling to face it.

A bad feeling kept telling him that he should just keep pretending to be asleep.

"Qiao Qian'an, even if you can escape the past today, can you escape it forever?"

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy; please do not reproduce it!