Warm Secret Love: Chasing Love for Ninety Days

Chapter 161 The Reality Like a Dream (1)

A dazzling light broke into my eyelids through layers of barriers. In an instant, a feeling of being burned by the sun spread to the bottom of my eyes. I felt a little coolness under the eyelids and then slowly slid down the corners of the eyes.

Slightly closing the heavy eyelids, I tried to open my eyes.

Snow-white roof, snow-white walls, in front of the snow-white curtains, a thin figure stood alone facing the window, and the hands of that figure were gently pulling the curtains.

Looking at the thin back, and then at the hand holding the curtain, endless sadness suddenly swept over in a stormy wave, as if it was the memory of the previous life, mixed with countless sorrows, despair and remorse. I was caught off guard, and it made me understand that I am really living in this world.

"Lin Xi?" The trembling, unbelievable, and irrepressibly excited voice came softly when I was feeling sad, and it fell into my ear on the side of the pillow. I gently turned my head to look at him, the bronze The cheeks seem to be darker, whether the slender figure has become thinner, the sadness and surprise that shrouded the brows and the corners of the eyes are intertwined, all of these, everything exuding from him, finally condensed into a bunch of eyes, a bunch of eyes that he looked at my gaze.

There is joy, excitement, gratitude, regret, apology, and, deep, deep love...

Suddenly, I just wanted to cry loudly, but when I opened my throat to cry, I realized that my throat had already become hoarse, and my body, which had not eaten for a long time, was too weak to bear my shocking emotions Fluctuations, so, in the end, all my feelings just melted into those crystal tears, falling down the corners of my eyes one by one...

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late." As if recovering from the extreme surprise, Hana came to my bed in three steps and two steps, pulled my hand that was not inserted with the needle, and continued Apologizing, while apologizing, Hana hurriedly wiped away the tears that slipped from the corners of my eyes one after another, but the tears seemed to be a waterfall that had opened its gates, and it couldn't be stopped no matter what. .

I don't understand, why this happens.

Could it be that God felt my repentance and reflection?
So give me another chance?
Let me see Hana again and feel his warmth?

Or, is this just a dream?

Yes, this must be a dream, it's just a dream where I miss him so much and want his forgiveness too much...

The joy and joy that had just surged collapsed in an instant, and the countless sorrows and despair made me breathless again.

But even so, I tried to smile at him.

Even if it is a dream, I have to cherish it and enjoy it, and I don't want to miss even a little time together.

"That's great..." I tried my best to take my hand out of his clenched hand, and then gently and slowly stroked his bronze-colored thin cheek.

I don’t know if it’s because of my illusion of being sick, but I always feel that when my fingers lightly land on Hana’s face, I can feel his involuntary stiffness, and there seems to be a trace of indistinct flashes on that dark cheek Hongxia...

However, whether it is my illusion or not, I don't want to worry about these little things anymore. Now I just need to touch every inch of his outline carefully and meticulously. I want to firmly remember his appearance in his memory. In the bottom of my heart, engraved in the bone marrow, so that even in the years of long sleep, I will never forget him again, and I won't let his face become pale and blurred for a long time.

(End of this chapter)