One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

Who exactly is this man? Earlier, when they had looked at each other from a distance, the boy had clearly sensed a murderous intent in his eyes.

As he held his breath, Youyou was distinctly aware of the man outside trying the doorknob> Then, realizing that it was locked from the inside, he turned and walked away. As the footsteps faded, the boy let out a long sigh of relief.

"Finally gone." He leaned back against the door and turned around, realizing with a start that there was someone else in the room.

It was a large ward. The boy had entered quietly, but was surprised to see someone sitting on the bed.

It was a girl. About 15 or 16 years of age, she had long black hair and a delicate face. She actually bore a slight resemblance to Yun Shishi.

She sat leaning back on the bed and was staring out of the window, her gaze so blank it was as if she wasn't even aware of his presence all this while. She was sitting on the bed in a hospital gown, hugging her knees, looking weak and pitiful.

Perhaps because of the girl, Youyou's wariness lessened somewhat. But, at the same time, he was puzzled.

Why was such a girl in his dreams?

Could this be one of his personalities?

The boy looked doubtful. "Who are you?"

"What?" She was startled by the sound of his voice.

The girl looked up at him, seemingly a little lost. When she saw that it was Youyou, her breathing smoothed out a little. "Who … who are you?"

"My name is Youyou."

"Youyou?" The girl tilted her head. Clearly the name was a little too foreign to her.

"My name is Shanshan."

"Shanshan?" The boy smiled. "That's a pretty name."

He took a few steps towards her tentatively. When the girl didn't look repulsed, he took a few more steps. He walked to the bed, but there was nowhere to sit.

When the girl saw this, she immediately leaned to the side, leaving one side of the bed empty.

The boy immediately said, "Thank you." Then he sat down on the edge of the bed.

The girl smiled at him, but her face was deathly pale. It was obvious that she was not in good health.

"What happened to you?" The boy looked puzzled. "You look unwell to me. Are you ill?"

The girl shook her head, but hesitated a moment, then immediately nodded.

"What's the matter?"

"You're right, but it doesn't seem right. I'm sick, but I don't know what I'm sick with… Anyway, as far as I can remember, I've always been holed up in a ward."

"Haven't you been anywhere else?"

"Uh huh, just me alone." Shanshan smiled. "Actually, that's not a bad thing. It's lonely and boring, but sometimes I feel cheerful when I lean against the window and look out."

The boy followed her gaze to the window. The view of the garden beyond actually gave him a sense of déjà vu. It seemed that in his memory, when he was young and was in the hospital all year round, he looked out of a window all day long. Through this window, he could see the scenery in the back garden.

In the spring, many children who came to visit their loved ones would play on the lawn. There would be a gentle breeze, and many kites flew in the sky, but he could only watch longingly. "Don't you feel lonely?"

The girl looked at him with an emptiness in her gaze and nodded gently. "Sometimes."