Someone said:

Meeting the wrong person at the right time is a joke.

Meeting the right person at the wrong time is a ridiculous thing.

But, whether it is teasing or ridiculous, if one day---

He and she were destined to meet the right each other at the right time after experiencing the teasing of God and the absurdity of fate.

...........

Quietly lingering with a calm breath.

There are too many thoughts, too many...

Feeling the warm body temperature of the woman from her palm, Ji Zefeng smiled more charmingly and sexy. The face, which was bloodless due to the injury, also became rosy.

Last night, when Ji Zefeng was still in a coma, he seemed to hear some faint sounds, constantly coming from his ears.

He heard someone saying his name, and he also heard someone crying, and the sound of low sobs made him even more breathless.

Then, it was the voice of a woman, but he couldn't hear clearly what the woman was saying, but he was very familiar. When he wanted to open his eyes and look at the person he was talking to, it seemed to be invisible.

In the middle, there is an inexplicable power that pulls him and prevents him from returning to the real world.

He could not break free from that world, like an invisible net, sealing him in such a transparent world, without any other colors, a piece of white in the snow.

.........

Until the end, he felt that what was lingering in his breath was the faint smell that fascinated him that he had been fantasizing about countless nights.

Then, something seemed to be pressing on his lips, which was a little bitter and a salty and moist. On his face, it seemed like it was raining, and water droplets seemed to drip on his eyes, which was so cool.

Very cool.

Until, he heard ----

Ji Zefeng heard the woman's voice!

In his ear, the once gentle and faint whisper that seemed to be without any emotion but was so passionate:

"Ji Zefeng, I love you.

Please, wake up----- OK?"

Just like the code words to lift the thousand-year curse, in an instant, the net that tightly wrapped him in a suffocating net and retreated quickly.

That white and sad and desolate world has retreated from all the desolation, and everything has begun to sprout in a new posture...

The white disappeared, and all the colors began to become colorful.

"Ji Zefeng, I love you."

This is Gu Yimi telling him that she loves him.

He heard it, it was really her!

.........

Ji Zefeng woke up!

When he opened his eyes, he saw the woman lying beside him with just one glance.

At that moment, his world, flowers bloomed silently, but a song that moved the depths of emotion floated...

Gu Yimi, my lover, you are back.

The beauty of a lifetime, the flowers bloom and fall, finally, let me wait for you.

We stumble in the world of love, even bleeding and scars, but never retreated.

Don’t fall in love with you, and you will have to spend all your life day and night with you.

.........

Looking at that face quietly, did she cry for him?

There were still traces of tears on that little face, long curved eyelashes, and thin wetness, like a butterfly with wings wet by rain. She was tired and could not fly anymore.

Just lay quietly beside him.

--- Someone said:

Meeting the wrong person at the right time is a joke.

Meeting the right person at the wrong time is a ridiculous thing.

But, whether it is teasing or ridiculous, if one day---

He and she were destined to meet the right each other at the right time after experiencing the teasing of God and the absurdity of fate.

...........

Quietly lingering with a calm breath.

There are too many thoughts, too many...

Feeling the warm body temperature of the woman from her palm, Ji Zefeng smiled more charmingly and sexy. The face, which was bloodless due to the injury, also became rosy.

Last night, when Ji Zefeng was still in a coma, he seemed to hear some faint sounds, constantly coming from his ears.

He heard someone saying his name, and he also heard someone crying, and the sound of low sobs made him even more breathless.

Then, it was the voice of a woman, but he couldn't hear clearly what the woman was saying, but he was very familiar. When he wanted to open his eyes and look at the person he was talking to, it seemed to be invisible.

In the middle, there is an inexplicable power that pulls him and prevents him from returning to the real world.

He could not break free from that world, like an invisible net, sealing him in such a transparent world, without any other colors, a piece of white in the snow.

.........

Until the end, he felt that what was lingering in his breath was the faint smell that fascinated him that he had been fantasizing about countless nights.

Then, something seemed to be pressing on his lips, which was a little bitter and a salty and moist. On his face, it seemed like it was raining, and water droplets seemed to drip on his eyes, which was so cool.

Very cool.

Until, he heard ----

Ji Zefeng heard the woman's voice!

In his ear, the once gentle and faint whisper that seemed to be without any emotion but was so passionate:

"Ji Zefeng, I love you.

Please, wake up----- OK?"

Just like the code words to lift the thousand-year curse, in an instant, the net that tightly wrapped him in a suffocating net and retreated quickly.

That white and sad and desolate world has retreated from all the desolation, and everything has begun to sprout in a new posture...

The white disappeared, and all the colors began to become colorful.

"Ji Zefeng, I love you."

This is Gu Yimi telling him that she loves him.

He heard it, it was really her!

.........

Ji Zefeng woke up!

When he opened his eyes, he saw the woman lying beside him with just one glance.

At that moment, his world, flowers bloomed silently, but a song that moved the depths of emotion floated...

Gu Yimi, my lover, you are back.

The beauty of a lifetime, the flowers bloom and fall, finally, let me wait for you.

We stumble in the world of love, even bleeding and scars, but never retreated.

Don’t fall in love with you, and you will have to spend all your life day and night with you.

.........

Looking at that face quietly, did she cry for him?

There were still traces of tears on that little face, long curved eyelashes, and thin wetness, like a butterfly with wings wet by rain. She was tired and could not fly anymore.

Just lay quietly beside him.
Chapter completed!