C273 Jarring Heart

She slowly bent her head down and gently pressed her soft lips against his face. She lightly touched it and then quickly withdrew it. Her hair swept over his face and his curled eyelashes trembled. She didn't notice it at all.

"..." "Hurry up and wake up …"

She gently wiped away the tear on his cheek and repeated it again in a soft voice. Then, she slowly withdrew her hand