Gong Junwei’s forehead was beaded with sweat; it was clear he had run all the way here, his tie hanging crookedly from his collar.
"Xier." As soon as he entered the ward, he rushed to the bedside, trembling as he took my hand, his eyes filled with concern. "How are you?"
Looking at his red-rimmed eyes and disheveled hair, my heart ached. I knew he truly cared for and loved me, but his parents had blocked our relationship, and for the sake of the plans ahead, I had to sever ties with him. The road ahead was uncertain, a matter of life and death, and I did not want to become a burden on his heart.
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