Xie Xuning walked into the ward, then he walked softly to Ye Linlang's side.
He sat on the chair in front of the hospital bed and reached out to hold Ye Linlang's hand.
He deeply looked at the heart-shaped birthmark on her wrist.
Had he never seen this heart-shaped birthmark, he would not recognize Xie Yi as Ye Linlang.
"Linlang."
Xie Xuning lowered his head and kissed the birthmark on Ye Linlang's wrist.
After all those years, he kissed the birthmark again.
"Linlang."
Xie Xuning whispered.
"My Linlang, welcome back."
Ye Linlang didn't sleep well. Her eyebrows were twisted together, and her face was flushed and frightened.
"Linlang, don't be scared. I'm right here."
Unfortunately, Ye Linlang, who was immersed in the nightmare, could not hear such words.
Ye Linlang was dreaming, or rather, seeing her old self.