Then, she was gently rubbed on the top of her head.
Lin Shu suddenly raised his head.
Han Yan's eyes were filled with tenderness, tolerance, and comfort... but there was no anger or blame that Lin Shu was afraid to see...
"Han Yan..." Lin Shu's eyes suddenly became sore, and his voice was slightly choked.
She wanted to throw herself into his arms and cry, letting out all the worries and stress she had been feeling in recent days.
However, she only saw affection in his eyes, and not the love she most expected to see.
"Thank you..." Lin Shu held back her tears. She didn't even know what to say at the moment.
"Silly girl..." Han Yan sighed softly.
Lin Shu was stunned. When he heard this familiar name, the tears that had been suppressed in his eyes finally couldn't help but fall.
She quickly lowered her head, and tears fell one drop, two drops, three drops... faster and faster, dripping onto her thighs.
"Don't cry, don't cry..."
Han Yan's panicked voice came from above his head.
"Don't talk." Lin Shu said in a hoarse voice.
The ward suddenly became quiet.
Lin Shu clasped his hands tightly together, and his pants were soon wet.
It took a long time.
Lin Shu sniffed lightly and was about to take out a tissue from the space.
A white handkerchief was handed to her.
Lin Shu paused and took the handkerchief.
"Sorry." Lin Shu folded the used handkerchief and held it in his hand.
She seemed to become fragile and sentimental.
"Are you okay..." Han Yan asked cautiously with a worried look on his face.
"It's okay." Lin Shu pulled the corners of his mouth hard, "Let's talk about Xiaoxue again."
"But you—"
"It's really okay." Lin Shu raised his voice and clicked the handkerchief hard with his fingers.
The two were silent for a few seconds.
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