C191 Gentle

"Maybe I can only feel that I'm not that far away from you when you're asleep!" In Su Shengsheng's tone, there's an endless sense of loss.

Su Shengsheng looked at Nan Yuming's face. One of her hands was placed on his handsome and thin face. His face was somewhat pale and the striations on his face could be clearly seen.

Su Shengsheng's hand went up and stopped between her eyebrows