Qin Zhengnan was rubbing Xiao Nuan's hand for a moment, and without saying a word, turned her body over gently and wiped her back.

Ji Yan stood beside him, washed the towels for Qin Zhengnan, and watched him scrub his wife inch by inch. Finally, he watched him button his wife's shirt one by one and pull the blanket over to cover her.

He did not get up, still sitting beside Xiao Nuan, his deep eyes focused on the woman still sleeping, and his eyebrows were filled with more and more complex emotions.

There are regrets, voices, responsibilities, and pain...

He closed his eyes, raised his hand to hold Xiao...