C90 Care by bead

Tao Lele was sick. When she weakly laid on her bed, Tao Lele powerlessly looked out the window at the scenery outside.

Her face was pale white, even her normally rosy lips had turned white. Tao Lele extended his arm out and placed it on top of the blanket, then laid down on the bed with her back with her fingers weakly sliding across the phone screen.

As expected