Her life was fortunate in many ways. She had a harmonious family and many people who cared about her.Her misfortune lay in her love life. Perhaps her life was too stable, and there had to be some turbulence, which manifested in her romantic failures.Her words made Wilfred laugh. He sat by her side, watching over her, his brown eyes exceptionally gentle. “You didn’t exactly risk your life for me, but you did give me life,” he said. He decided not to hide and face the truth with her. “You’ll understand when you remember.”He had saved her multiple times, and she believed he would not harm her, despite his complex identity.Now, the only person who stayed by her side was Wilfred.”Do you have friends?” she asked.”No.””None of you have friends?””I don’t need friends,” he replied.”What about your parents?””I don’t know who they are.””You must feel so lonely, without friends or family. Life must be dull,” she said, suddenly feeling pity for him.Fate had not been entirely kind to him. He had a beautiful face, exceptional medical skills, but also a life filled with endless loneliness. There was no one to share his joys with.Wilfred’s eyes dimmed. If not for Nina bringing it up, he would rarely consider his own loneliness. He did not have the time to ponder such emotional needs. He was too busy figuring out how to survive each day. Ads by PubFuture
“I’m fine now,” he said lightly.Nina lowered her head and said, “It’sokay. From now on, I’ll be your friend. You can tell me anything, happy or sad. You can share with me. I’m willing to listen.” She had decided to open Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.to him. Since people wouldeventually part ways, meeting.someone was a kind of fate, and she should cherish the presentWilfred’s eyes brightened, his smile widening. “Okay, thank you. Thank you for accepting me.”Nina looked at his pale, slender, and delicate hands. She remembered touching them before and they were cold.She wanted to touch them again. She hesitated for a moment and politely asked, “Can I hold your hand?”Wilfred’s expression changed, and he instinctively pulled his hand back, not wanting her to touch it.”I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you,” Nina said.”It’s not that,” Wilfred replied. “I don’t want to dirty you.”This was not the first time Wilfred had said such a thing.It was hard to imagine that someone who loved cleanliness so much would call himself dirty. He had many stories Nina did not know but wanted to understand. With a sense of determination, Nina grasped his hand.It was still cold, and Wilfred’s hand trembled slightly at her touch.His hand was smooth, without calluses, fairer and more delicate than a woman’s.”See, it’s quite clean. These hands are beautiful. Don’t say you’re dirty again,” Nina said with a smile.
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