C83 Don't Suffer for Love Anymore

Back in the room, the two of them didn't say a word. Lee Mingyi turned his wheelchair to the window. Zhong Wenyue sat by the bed facing the bed and the sky gradually lit up. The shadows in the room also slowly dissipated, but their hearts were like the sun sinking into the thick black clouds. The silence was like a haze that shrouded the room, separating the two of them from each other