You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

St. Maria Hospital.

Joyce had been running back and forth for the last few days because she had a lot of preparation work and tests to do. She was physically and mentally exhausted.

Finally, tomorrow Justin would have surgery.
In the afternoon, many people were going to and from the hospital, but Justin was not in the ward.

Joyce asked around before she heard a young nurse say that Justin had pushed his wheelchair to the back garden by himself.

Indeed, Justin had never liked places that were too crowded. He must have gone to the back garden t relax himself a bit.

She followed the stone path to the back garden of the hospital and saw Justin’s back from a distance after the corridor.

The sun was setting already. The afterglow sprinkled on his shoulders, and he propped one hand on his forehead. Maybe he was meditating? Around him were flowers of all different colors and the chirping of all kinds of birds, and Justin looked just peaceful in it.

She also felt relieved. She had waited too long for this moment, and she did not want an accident.

Recently Justin had become more and more unstable, sensitive, and silent, she could only spend more time with him. Maybe it’s because he’s nearing surgery and he felt a little nervous.

She walked over gently.
She was afraid to break this quiet scene.
Justin heard her movement behind him and pushed his wheelchair around.

The moment he slowly turned around.

Joyce froze.

handsome face were like a beam of light from above the cloud. Even if

seemed to have gone back in time, as if she just met Justin for the first time. How wonderful

been waiting for you for a while,” Justin said softly.

with him today, dressed so

Don’t catch a

“I need to talk to

him and bent down to look him in the

my temperament has changed, I’m sorry. You must have suffered a lot.” He bathed in the sunset and said slowly, “I’m sorry, I was

from the bottom of her heart

finally willing to face it? For two years, she had been careful, afraid to hurt his fragile self-esteem. These two years, she had been too

tenderly reached out and gently wiped the tear stains from her

tears. If her efforts of the past two years could get him back

box out of his pocket. He opened the lid and it was

nurse to get it for me this morning.”

he had asked the nurse to help him sell his expensive

“Joyce, marry me.”

his clear eyes were sincere, “I know, such a proposal is too simple. I can’t give you anything better

certainly wanted Justin to put himself together. But in her