Yan Ran looked at Xuanmu outside the window with a mask, and a mist rose in her eyes, and the window separated them, placing them in different worlds.

When people are sick, they become extremely vulnerable, not only physically, but also mentally, especially when they are isolated in a closed space like now, cut off from contact with other people, like a monster that everyone fears, a carrier of germs, and a burden that makes people disgusted and bored.

Yanran has always felt that she is not afraid of loneliness, and she has long been familiar with the world of one person.

She thinks she's strong enough and self-reliant enough to take care of herself.

In the past, she could stay at home alone all day, and she would not feel lonely without leaving home, she could do problems, she could read books, and the day would pass quickly.

Oh, yes! Before......

But now she seems to be becoming more and more fragile, or the torture of illness has no way to make her calm down and study, she has a lot of small blisters on her limbs, very itchy, very uncomfortable, and some have begun to suppurate, making it difficult for her to calm down.

In addition, there is another reason why she is so nervous that she can't calm down, and that is Xuanmu.

Miss him, miss him, miss him...... But I was afraid to see him.

She is a germ carrier, afraid of infecting him with dirty things, and even more afraid that he will see her appearance, afraid that he will dislike her and show disgust.

No, it won't! Although she knew very well in her heart that her Xuanmu would never be the kind of person who abandoned her when she learned that she was sick, imagination always needs to be verified by reality, and reality is often cruel.

Yanran understands, that's why she has so much anxiety.

She told herself that even if Xuanmu really disliked and disgusted her because of the way she was now, she would never blame Xuanmu for this.

But in fact, she waited all day, waiting for him to come and see her.

Although she knew better than anyone else that this was a quarantine zone and no visitors were allowed, she still stood in front of the window all the time, looking in.

One hour, two hours, as the sun set and night fell, her heart was also covered with a black veil, and she couldn't help but shed tears when Xia Mo rubbed her medicine.

Xia Mo asked her what was wrong, and she forced her face and said that it was because the wound was too painful, but in fact, it was because she had waited too long, and when she felt that Xuanmu would not come to see her.

Until the moment Xia Mo opened the curtains, she really almost cried, it was so good to see him.

Although she would always reproach him for being too naïve and impulsive, how many times was she moved by his impulsiveness and childishness......

Or, in fact, she just fell in love with Xuanmu's naivety, fell in love with his frankness and honesty, and secretly expected him to be so naïve forever.

How strange, people are like this, while reprimanding, while expecting.

Sometimes even she can't tell what she wants Genki to become.

Or maybe she wants Xuanmu to be just Xuanmu and never change.

It was as if now, with the transparent glass window, in the cold night, he stood outside the window and smiled at her, showing his white teeth, and his smile was brighter, even more dazzling than the moonlight in the sky.

Xuanmu is such a being, he is optimistic and positive at all times, his smile is extremely contagious, like a rainbow that lifts the clouds, making people feel warm in their hearts, and all unhappiness and depression will disappear with it.

It's good to have him!

The corners of Yanran's mouth were slightly raised, although she was wearing a mask, her watery eyes were bent into an extremely beautiful arc.

There are not too many words, at least for Yan Ran at that moment, all the words seem cumbersome.

When he came, even if she saw her through the window, she was happy and moved.

He pressed his hand to the cold glass, the weather was slightly cold, and a small white mist rose from his palm on the glass, she knew that his palm was always warm, even in the cold weather, as long as he was there, her hand would be extremely warm.

She began to miss the days when they could hold hands, the feeling of him holding her in his arms...... How strange it was that she had only been locked up for a day, and yet it felt like a whole year had passed.

People seem to only know how to cherish when they are sick, so being locked in the room all day long, Yanran understands how lucky she was before.

With a sound body, you can run, you can see, you can hear, you can feel.

Only then did I understand that those things that seemed natural were worth being grateful for.

Playing with a fallen leaf, a baptism of heavy rain, or just the touch of a grain of sand turned into a luxury in her eyes at this time.

His slender fingers made beautiful shapes on the glass, but she hesitated to put her hand on the glass.

She had herpes on the back of her hand, and it was suppurated, and even if she looked at it, she would feel horrified and disgusting, so how could she want him to see it.

Just like thousands of young girls, who doesn't want to be the most perfect existence in the world in the eyes of her lover, she hopes that she is beautiful in Xuanmu's heart, and she doesn't want her to see her ugliness.

So when Xia Mo said that it was Xuanmu outside the window, she quickly put on a mask and put on a coat, afraid that he would be frightened when she saw her, and even more afraid that the germs on her body would accidentally infect him outside the window.

Seeing her hesitate, Xuanmu's slender fingers flicked at the glass window, motioning for her to stretch out her hand and cover his palm.

The small movements gave Yan Ran great courage, and she suddenly figured it out.

It seems that only such an illness will make her so deeply understand what is meant by the impermanence of the world, understand that many things should not wait, live in the moment, cherish each other is far more valuable than missing, isn't it?

Even with such a pair of hands, what about it?

She didn't want Genki to see her negative and depressed, and she didn't want him to worry about her all the time.

Yanran smiled knowingly, put her herpes hand on the glass, her eyes were crooked, and her smile was extraordinarily bright, as if to say: It's okay, I'll be fine.

But he saw that Xuanmu's eyes were full of tears, his brows were tightly locked, and Yan'er's hands were ......

I just feel a sour nose and a bitter roar, it's okay! It's going to be fine!

His Yan'er is just sick, it will be fine, it will be fine!

He took a deep breath, tugged at the corners of his mouth, and gave her a big smile, but his heart throbbed faintly.

Xuanmu knew the meaning behind Yanran's smile, she hoped that he would not worry about her, and she understood the fear and fear behind the smile, such an empathetic Yanran moved Xuanmu, and because of this, he couldn't let her see his worry and apprehension.

He smiled, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes, showing his positive and cheerful attitude.

He wanted her to know that as long as she faced it with a positive attitude, she would get better.

She's just sick, as long as she takes medicine and injections on time, the illness will be better.

This is Xuanmu's way, facing the existing predicament with a smile, giving Yanran confidence and courage...... Because he knows better than anyone else that these two things are what Yanran needs most at this moment.

The moonlight was cold, and the two people, separated by the cold glass window, two hands, one big and one small, seemed to touch each other's souls.

Both are smiling, and both choose to show each other their brightest side.

In the face of illness, they tacitly chose to bear it in a happy way.

The moonlight was cold, and Xia Mo stood quietly aside, watching silently, his smile bitter and unpredictable.

There was a sense of betrayal, some angry, some annoyed, and felt that Yanran had failed her, what a strange feeling.

She thinks she has paid a lot to Yanran, Yanran was sick yesterday with a high fever, she stayed up all night to take care of her, this morning she had herpes and was isolated by the school, she was afraid that Yanran was afraid and asked to live in the isolation area with Yanran, so as to take care of her.

But what about Yanran?

She never said a word of gratitude to her, she only had Xuanmu in her eyes, and she stood stupidly by the window all day hoping that Xuanmu would come to see her.

She really wanted to know what kind of place she was in Yan Ran's heart, or what she meant to Yan Ran?

Suddenly I wanted to laugh, was she eating Xuanmu's vinegar? Qi himself is not as heavy as Xuanmu in Yanran's heart? Or did Qi Xuanmu like Yan Ran too much and didn't even find out about her cunning?

Does she like Genki?

She thinks she likes it, does that mean she should hate Yanran?

She doesn't know!

She only knew that when Yanran had a high fever last night, she was more anxious than anyone else, not hypocritically, not for any purpose, in her heart Yanran was a sister, she was a sister, so she was willing to pay for her, even if she risked being quarantined together, she was willing.

However, she hated being ignored like she was now.

Whether it is Yanran or Xuanmu, they regard her as air.

Their world can only accommodate each other, and no one else can stand on it.

This is love!

That kind of look, that kind of focus, only belongs to people who love each other.

And for the sea of clouds? Xia Mo had never had that kind of concentration.

Her eyes always drifted to Xuanmu and Yanran at every turn, in the face of them, she was envious, even jealous, and even hated their affection, but she couldn't say why.

But there is one thing she understands very well, that is, Xuanmu has changed, and Yanran has also changed!

They became more and more similar, and this resemblance was something she didn't like.

Yunhai, she only has Yunhai, but why is she guilty and tired of following her in everything, humbling her, and spoiling her Yunhai?

Does she like the sea of clouds?

She thinks she likes it, but it's not love.

Likes can be cultivated...... Love, but can't!

She respects him, treats him as a brother, and many times as a father, she likes him to spoil her, let her, like him has always been centered on her, guarding her like a loyal knight, but that is not love!

agreed to be his girlfriend because after that kiss at Nanshan Farm, Yun Hai ignored her and was extremely indifferent, she understood that Yun Hai was making her a choice, either to lose him or to be his girlfriend.

She chose the latter, but because she had no choice.

Xuanmu and Yanran are in love, and they can't tolerate others at all, ignoring her existence.

If she loses the sea of clouds again, she really has nothing!

She wants to love the sea of clouds, really!

Because, she understands better than anyone else that as long as they fall in love with the sea of clouds, they can all be happy. R1152