Wang Chuqin leaned back against the sofa, a pillow resting on his lap to provide a softer cushion for Shasha’s head. With his left hand propping up his own head, he used his other hand to stroke the girl’s soft hair, rhythmically and gently, as they watched television together.
On screen, a popular modern romance drama was playing. The leads were trapped in the usual tropes—misunderstandings, "you don’t understand me," "I can’t see the real you"—and the heroine was crying in a way that pulled at the heartstrings.
Shasha didn’t usually watch dramas, but a nurse she had met at the hospital had recommended this one, titled *The Passionate You*. Still, what really kept Shasha watching were the visuals: the male lead, the second male lead, the male lead’s brother, and even the heroine’s uncle were all incredibly handsome. The plot might have been a bit dull, but given how good-looking everyone was, it was easy to forgive.
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