After a long while, Miaomiao managed to calm the ineffable surge of emotion within her.
She wiped away her tears. Beside her, Ansheng lay with his eyes tightly closed, breathing somewhat heavily, though already looking much better than when he first collapsed.
Miaomiao took Ansheng’s much larger hand in both of hers and gently stroked it. No further words were needed; all her emotions were reflected in her soft, moist eyes.
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