C27 Beautiful Youth in a Mental Hospital 27

The winter sunshine was always particularly brilliant. It was warm to the touch as if being caressed by a small, tender hand. The previously dark sky now revealed a corner of the sun, adding a bit of warmth to the land.

Shen Taotao stood at the entrance of Jing Sheng's dormitory building with her phone in her two hands. She wore a pair of pink gloves and was debating whether to call him