Her marriage was to stay by herself in a large, empty house. Her marriage lasted from hope until despair. Her marriage was a monthly routine of the 8th. If it's a lie, then just lie for the rest of your life, okay? At least this way, they could continue all the way to the end of their lives.

Lonely Marriage

"Viyan, go and see the child. He, he might not be able to make it."

Ji Weiyang's pupils suddenly widened. It was the first time that such a terrified and helpless expression had appeared on his face. However, he was still sitting there with an extraordinarily calm demeanor. He very slowly put down Zhan Yan's hand, stuck her body out and lightly kissed Zhan Yan on the forehead. It was just that he struggled to kiss her through the thick oxygen mask.

Ji Weiyang's gaze swept across her body as he walked out of the Intensive Care Unit in a neither hurried nor slow manner. He took off his blue aseptic clothes at the door.

"Why are you speaking so loudly, don't disturb Yan Yan to rest." After he finished speaking, he calmly sat on the chair outside the ICU.

We live happily in heaven