Han Yurou didn't take Rong Jincheng seriously and just thought he had intermittent convulsions.

After finishing her homework, she went to memorize the text again. Rong Jincheng fell asleep completely on the table, accompanied by the sound of her reading.

He admitted that her voice was pleasant, but he couldn't resist the overwhelming sleepiness.

At about nine o'clock, Han Yurou packed up her books.

She pushed Rong Jincheng: "Wake up, let's go upstairs."

Rong Jincheng did not respond.

Han Yurou shook his arm again: "Wake up, if you don't wake up, I will leave you behind."

Rong Jincheng then opened his eyes in a daze: "What time is it?"

"It's getting late." Han Yurou handed him the crutch, "Let's go upstairs."

They took the elevator up.

During this period, Han Yurou would sometimes sleep on a chair for the night, and sometimes go back to her apartment.

Tonight, she plans to go back.

After serving Rong Jincheng, he lay on the bed. Just as she was about to leave, he grabbed her wrist. Han Yurou was caught off guard and fell backwards. Rong Jincheng hugged her.

He hugged her tightly, his face almost touching hers.

So close.

His breathing also became rapid.

His ears turned red involuntarily. He lowered his eyelids and looked at Han Yurou's fair face at close range. From such a distance, he could clearly see every little movement on her face.

Han Yurou's face turned red: "Let go."

"Rourou..." He didn't do anything too extreme, he just looked at her, so close.

Almost close to her face, he blinked.

It had been a long time since he had seen her so close. When he looked at her, the wonderful feeling in his heart began to take root little by little. It was a wonderful feeling, but also very peaceful.

He has had many girlfriends and met many women, but none of them can give him such a feeling like her.

What does it feel like?

He wanted to kiss her.

Her face, her brows and eyes, he looked at her intently.

So close, so close that you can hear each other's heartbeats.

They are like two kites flying in the wilderness, their fates are intertwined, they go away, get close, and get entangled... He wants to stay entangled and never separate.

It's just that he didn't dare to ask her, is it okay?

A strand of soft hair fell on his cheek, and Rong Jincheng's eyes shone brightly, as clear as water.

"Rourou, let me hug you, just for a moment."

"Rong Jincheng, let go. If you don't let go, I won't come to the hospital tomorrow."

"Just a hug..."

"let go."

"If I could, I wouldn't want to let go."

Han Yurou pried his fingers apart, but she was concerned that he was still a patient, so she didn't use any force.

Rong Jincheng was quite conscious and let go of his hand.

She stood by the bed and looked at him without saying a word, her eyes a little bloodshot.

He sneered: "I know, forceful melons are not sweet."

"We shouldn't have any entanglement, Rong Jincheng, let's let each other go."

"I'm not pestering you, I just want to hug you. Do you know what was going through my mind when Pan Wenguang hit me? I was wondering if you would look at me more if I died." Rong

Jin Cheng said slowly, "I know there is no such possibility. If I die, you will be very happy."

"You take good care of yourself, I'm going home."

"Um."

He didn't bother anymore. He always knew that she wanted him to let her go.

From Jinyuan to New York, she had always thought about this.
Chapter completed!