"Xixia, right now my brother's emotions directly affect his post-surgery recovery. Do you think you could go to the hospital, tell him you don't blame him, and ease the burden on his mind? Even if you can't be with him, I still hope both of you can be well. Will you do it?"
Gu Jingyu's voice carried a trace of pleading, his deep black eyes looking earnestly at Shang Xixia.
"Alright, I promise, Jingyu." The young woman nodded firmly and then smiled as she spoke.
"Good, thank you, Xixia."
Gu Jingyu, knowing Shang Xixia's kindness, didn't need to say much. He nodded, stood up tall, summoned a waiter, and paid the bill before striding out of the café.
Her heart filled with warmth and guilt, the young woman with her brilliant, sparkling gaze sat in her seat for a while. Eventually, she stood up, her slender frame rising as she left the coffee shop.
