Zi Lingxi felt that even if she closed her eyes to sleep, she could still feel the burning gaze of her brother, Huang Luoxiu.
And the temperature of her palm.
Older brother held her hand. The temperature of his palm was so warm. It was the temperature and feeling that she was greedy for.
Just holding her hand made her heart throb.
Zi Lingxi understood what she was feeling. She was moved just by holding hands with her brother, Huang Luoxiu.
Her heart was beating so fast that she couldn't even breathe properly.
If he couldn't calm his breathing, he wouldn't be able to relax and sleep.
It was quiet in the ward, so quiet that only the sound of her heartbeat, breathing, and the sound of the drip could be heard.
She didn't like the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, but at this moment, it wasn't the smell of disinfectant in her nose. Instead, there was a faint, dark fragrance. It was so fragrant and charming that it made people intoxicated.
