Just standing at the doorway, you can clearly see the person on the hospital bed through the narrow glass of the door.
His eyes are tightly shut, without a hint of life.
Every time, Mr. Xu would tell Wanxia that Xu Qiubai's condition is very good, and he might wake up tomorrow.
Wanxia would smile and nod.
After leaving the hospital, sometimes she would go to the amusement park, because she couldn't even get close to the entrance of a bar; every time she went out, someone would always be following her.
In the amusement park, joyful laughter could be heard everywhere, making her feel that the days were not so hard to bear.
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The night's breeze was very cool, and Wanxia wanted to walk by herself, so the driver followed behind her with the car.
The bus stops, the mall's billboards, and the electronic screens on the square were all showing ads for Shen Weiyi's currently popular ten-year anniversary concert.
Every time she walked a little bit further, she'd see another one.
