C970 Passerby Engraved in His Heart

Enyuv took the handkerchief and turned around. "I'm fine. " She was fine. She said that she was very good. The word good came from her eyes. She did not have the sadness of lying on the grass at that time. She had her happiness.

He was just a passerby in her life, an insignificant passerby. It was fortunate that he was just a passerby, fortunately. . .

Anan followed Enyuv into the hospital