You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

She hurriedly used a towel and began to wipe his body — his chest, neck, and arms.

Wherever the towel went, it quickly became hot. It was true that his body was really hot, and even her heart could feel the heat.

She had no idea if it was because of his fever, or the room temperature, or something else, and even she began to feel so hot that she was sweating thinly.

She dipped the towel into the cold water, dried it out, and wiped his body, over and over again.

She had changed the towel on his forehead twice. The ice had melted and she had to get some new ones.

She kept doing the same repeatedly, until the latter part of the night. Finally she felt his body wasn't so hot anymore.

She just felt relieved.

Fortunately, he had been quite strong and he could bear all the suffering. Were it someone else, he would have long broken down. When she thought about it, she couldn't help but feel distressed.

find Joyce, he was desperate enough to

they still could not find

brought tears to her eyes, which had already

reached out and stroked

have been very painful

they suffer that day? She had no idea what happened.

hospitalized and had not appeared in the group, and she only met

them made her heart ache. She could not help but stroke his rigid lips, gently rubbing the perfect curvature of his lips.

slipped and fell with

soft and warm. It was her first kiss and it was still unforgettable. She found herself unable to

small hands were

fiercely to

held it so tightly that he wouldn't let go, as

that her cheeks