C747 Sad Confession

When the surroundings became quiet, Leng Yichen also learned to release himself.

The feeling he had been suppressing in his heart slowly spread out.

He faced the surgical door and pressed his body against it.

He didn't know when his tears had started falling.

His entire being was filled with grief.

"Xiaojing, Xiaojing."

Leng Yichen put his head against the cold door