The morning light is vast, and the white clouds are misty.

When she woke up, she was already lying in an inn. She vaguely felt that her legs were a little immobile, and the intense pain quickly took over her brain, making it difficult for her to lift her eyes.

Her hand squirmed slightly, but it touched the warm palm, and then she realized that her hand was wrapped in a whole inside.

She tried to turn her head to take a look, it was Wen Yeting lying on the edge of the bed, his eyes closed heavily, breathing evenly, like a cat being appeased, revealing his soft side.

Wen Yeting has lost a lot of weight recently.

The originally tall bridge of the nose is even more prominent on his increasingly thin face......

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