Connor Wen looked at Ethan Luo who was sleeping quietly in bed, and he still felt dazed.
After not seeing him for three months, Ethan Luo had lost a lot of weight, his skin was unnaturally pale, his collarbone was protruding, and his lips were bloodless. He was like a beautiful but unreal sculpture. Only his slightly trembling nose and the gently rising and falling chest could prove that this person was alive.
Alive.
Ethan Luo, alive.
Connor Wen couldn't believe what he had been through in the past three months. When he was most desperate, he found a straw and grabbed it desperately. As a result, he really rushed out of the dark waters and was finally able to breathe.
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