Ye Lantian felt a bit uneasy under his gaze, and after putting down the bowl, she got up to pour a glass of water and handed it to him.
Zhuo Yue accepted it and gave a sorrowful smile, "No matter what, you are still too young. Talking about these things, you probably have no clue."
He drank some water and put down the cup, "But no matter how long it takes, I will slowly wait for you, until you grow up, graduate, and come of age."
She suddenly blushed and didn't want to look at him anymore, turning away distantly, using her back to face him.
Seeing her like this, he shook his head helplessly. Was he hoping for too much?
Or was he too impatient?
He felt he shouldn't let her see his vulnerable side, so he turned his head towards the door of the hospital room, "Butler."
A middle-aged man opened the door and walked in, bowing his head, "Young master."
"Take Lanlan back to the Ye Family."
