Gu Yixuan kept kissing her hand, his voice hoarse, "Thank you, thank you for your perseverance, thank you for staying, thank you for not leaving me!"
No amount of words could express the excitement he felt at that moment.
There was some wetness on the back of her hand, and when Mo Ran focused her gaze, she realized that it was his tears that had fallen on her hand.
He was actually crying!
Raising her hand to wipe the tears from his face, Mo Ran was overwhelmed with joy and started crying herself, shaking her head to tell him not to cry, not to be sad.
Gu Yixuan buried his head in her hand for a while before finally lifting it.
His face regained its usual tenderness, no longer out of control as before.
"Would you like some water?" It was only now he remembered he should be tending to her needs.
Mo Ran nodded, her throat very dry; Gu Yixuan got her a cup of warm water, letting her drink through a straw.
"Ranran, after resting for a few days, you can have the surgery."
