C135 Caught Right

Gong Yichen put down the things in his hands and gently sat by the bed, looking at the bed. The sleeping person's eyes carried a trace of gentleness and pain. His face had always been cold and hard without any expression. Now, he looked like a child, unable to hide any expression.

Gong Yichen reached out his hand and touched Song Jia's face. He said softly, "Ah Yin, don't sleep