Qin Chen stood up, "You should go to Adi's ward, I must head home now."
"Will she see me?" Wen Zhiyuan asked, lacking confidence, as he looked up at Qin Chen.
"Every day, she thinks about you, although she's never mentioned it in front of me. You don't know, she often paints alone, and the whole paper is filled with you." Qin Chen smiled, "I envy you quite a bit, but I don't begrudge you, because I've been by her side for eight years too."
Qin Chen left, leaving Wen Zhiyuan alone at the teahouse table.
As Wen Zhiyuan left the teahouse, the night sky was already filled with stars.
One by one, the stars flickered brightly, lighting the way to the hospital.
In the past, he also liked accompanying Shen Di to stargaze at night. The most memorable time was when he took her to the wilderness to watch the meteor shower.
It felt as if time hadn't gone far; circles were turned, and he had returned.
Standing outside the ward, he raised his hand to knock on the door.
