Chapter 153 You're way more dramatic than me

When the memories returned, Shen Jin frowned, staring blankly at his own hands, wondering why he had done that back then... how did he end up protecting the back of his head?

Thinking about it now, it seems a bit silly.

However, he couldn't remember how he felt at that time. The moment he hit the ground, he was in excruciating pain, his whole body went numb, and he eventually passed out.

What was Yan Yu's state of mind when he was driving?

After a moment of blankness, Shen Jin vaguely remembered that Yan Yu had been holding him, so when he landed on the ground, he first crashed into Yan Yu's arms before being shaken to the ground beside him.

Therefore, although his condition was serious, his head was not injured, and the wounds healed slowly with long-term treatment. He did not suffer any broken arms or legs or other disabilities.

As the old lady got older, she became more talkative. Coincidentally, she met a stranger, and now that she had woken up, she wanted to chat with him for a while. However, the man seemed to dislike talking to people and fell silent again.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" She waved her hand in front of Shen Jin and asked, "Young man, what's your name?"

Shen Jin snapped out of his daze, blinked, hesitated for a moment, and then answered her, "Shen Jin."

Even though he has now remembered the past and knows who he is, the name Rong Jin is not particularly convenient to use. In comparison, the name Chen Jin, which is only half-named, is more suitable for this situation.

After saying the name, Shen Jin's hazy eyes gradually cleared and brightened. He looked at Xiao Qing, then gazed into the old woman's cloudy eyes, and said very sincerely, "Thank you...you saved us, very..."

Unfortunately, before he could finish his sincere words, the old lady waved her hand and interrupted him: "It's alright, it's alright. Words of gratitude are not last words, there's no need to rush to say them."

Shen Jin: "..."

Xiaoqing, who was standing next to him, smiled and then asked, "You just woke up. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something? Although we don't have any delicacies around here, we do have some, if I'm not trying to show off."

Shen Jin shook his head, hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, "I want to see the other person you rescued..."

Although he knew Yan Yu was not dead, he was definitely seriously injured and he didn't know how he was doing now. He wanted to see him.

Fortunately, the old lady and the others understood his feelings at that moment. Before long, Yan Yu was led back to the bed next to him and gently placed on it.

He was covered in steel plates and wooden boards, making him appear very stiff. He lay motionless on the bed, his body emitting a strong medicinal smell.

He had several wounds, large and small, some of which had begun to heal, with tender skin growing back and gradually recovering. His face was very pale, and he looked extremely weak.

His right hand was gripped by a thick steel plate, seemingly severely injured, which concerned Shen Jin. He asked the old woman beside him, "His right hand..."

The old lady said, "My right hand is badly injured; it's broken."

Shen Jin paused slightly, glancing at Yan Yu, who was surrounded by steel plates. His feelings were mixed, but he didn't want to dwell on those chaotic emotions. He asked softly, "Then... can it be cured?"

“Take it slow,” the old woman said. “These things can’t be rushed, young people. You have no idea what you looked like when I first found you. Ugh, it terrified me! You were covered in blood! Your flesh was torn open! And your bones…”

Shen Jin stared intently at her lips, and thus just understood what she said. His whole body stiffened, and for some reason, that image flashed into his mind, causing him to tremble.

I simply dare not recall it again.

"Oh, Grandma, please don't talk about these things in front of them anymore, it's scary," Xiaoqing kindly reminded her from the side. "It wouldn't be good if it left any psychological trauma."

The old lady originally planned to chatter on and on with Shen Jin, telling him in detail how they started out and about the past few months he had been bedridden.

Fortunately, Xiaoqing's words stopped her, letting her know that Shen Jin had just woken up and needed to rest and recover, and it was not the time to listen to such things.

"You can lie down first. Just call us if you need anything," Xiaoqing said with a smile, then led the old lady slowly out.

After the two women left, the room instantly became quiet. However, it didn't really matter to Shen Jin, since he couldn't hear any sound at all, not even his own heartbeat.

Shen Jin twisted his neck and looked at Yan Yu on the bed next to him. The two were not far apart, after all, the room was not big, but they were not close either.

Shen Jin could only see Yan Yu's profile. He was very pale and lacked energy. He was very different from the arrogant Yan Yu in his memory. Even his temperament had changed.

After staring at his pale profile for a long time, Shen Jin softly called out, "Yan Yu?"

He knew that Yan Yu was still unconscious, but he couldn't help but want to call out to him, wondering if Yan Yu was still conscious and could hear him.

After calling out to Yan Yu without any response, Shen Jin whispered, "Can you hear me? If you can, move your finger."

After saying that, Shen Jin felt that he was really childish, but he still stared at Yan Yu's finger. After staring for a while without any response, he sighed softly and muttered to himself, "I know, you definitely don't know."

"Speaking of which, we fell from such a high cliff and we didn't die or get smashed to pieces. We're incredibly lucky to be rescued. We're in a small village now, in the middle of a movie, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city." When Shen Jin first woke up, his throat was still a little sore, but now he could speak fluently.

“The scenery in this small village is exceptionally beautiful, the air is fresh, and I can see vast expanses of maple trees and bountiful fruit trees. Being close to nature feels incredibly welcoming, and the people here are all so kind,” Chen Jin said. “It’s so much better here than staying in the hospital to recover.”

"This place is..." Shen Jin paused, then realized something halfway through his muttering to himself: he didn't know where they were either; he had forgotten to ask.

“This place is beautiful, with clear waters and lush mountains, and the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers,” Shen Jin glanced at the scenery outside the window and said softly, “It’s a very interesting place. You’ll see it when you wake up.”

Unfortunately, it was ultimately just him talking to himself; Yan Yu remained lying there motionless.

Shen Jin let out a soft breath, somewhat puzzled as to whether he had slept for months without speaking, which was why he couldn't help but talk more when he woke up? He could even talk to himself with such enthusiasm.

He shut his mouth, gently closed his eyes, and his chaotic mind suddenly calmed down and became clear-headed.

He never imagined that one day he would go through life and death with Yan Yu, lying numbly in bed for months, waiting to recover.

Even so, it seems nothing can be changed.

Another week passed, and Shen Jin's body was no longer as numb as it had been at the beginning. Some of his movements became easier, and he should be able to get out of bed soon.

When Xiaoqing brought in the herbs, she saw him staring blankly at the scenery outside the window. She couldn't help but smile and ask him, "Is it beautiful?"

After she finished speaking, she realized that Shen Jin couldn't hear her, so she had to poke him and repeat what she had just said.

Shen Jin turned to look at her, smiling and nodding: "It's beautiful. You can't see this kind of scenery in the city. I haven't seen it in a long time, and I feel particularly nostalgic..."

Back in City A, he lived at the foot of a mountain, so he could always see all kinds of flowers, trees, and natural scenery. But that place was destroyed later, and he left. He probably won't go back again...

Thinking about it this way, Shen Jin felt a little sad. After all, it was the place where he had lived for so many years and had so many memories there.

Shen Jin still will not forgive Xie Li.

etc……

Only when Xie Lichen thought of Xie Lichen did he realize that if the person who appeared when he was kidnapped wasn't Yan Yu, then who was it? Why did he have to deliberately make him think that he was Yan Yu?

Xie Li's image flashed through Chen Jin's mind again.

He forced a smile, a rather unsightly one. He recalled that when the two kidnappers were chatting, they had mentioned that someone was helping them and providing them with information.

No matter how much he thought about it, his focus remained on Xie Li.

He didn't know if he owed him something in his past life or if he had mistreated him, otherwise why would he always be at odds with him in this life and always think about harming him?

Another week passed, and Shen Jin was able to get out of bed and move around, but Yan Yu still hadn't woken up.

He stood by Yan Yu's window, staring at him. He couldn't help but reach out and touch him; his body was cool, and he was still unconscious.

Shen Jin couldn't help but mutter, "You're much more pretentious than I am..."

Once he was able to move, Chen Jin could finally see the scenery. It was indeed a beautiful place with clear waters, green mountains, and fragrant flowers. It was harvest season, with bunches of rice growing in the fields and many fruit trees along the roadside, all laden with tempting fruit.

Some of his tribesmen saw him by the roadside, and were somewhat surprised, but then greeted him with smiles, saying, "Handsome young man, you can get out of bed now!"

When Shen Jin woke up, many villagers came to see him out of curiosity, bringing lots of fruit, which made Shen Jin feel flattered. However, the old lady thought there were too many people and the house would be crowded, so she chased them all away.

“You can move around on your own now, come out and take a look. This place is beautiful.” Shen Jin smiled. He still couldn’t hear anything, but he had become much more adept at recognizing other people’s lip movements, which made things much easier for him.

During this period when he couldn't hear any sound, his world was eerily quiet, even somewhat unsettling, especially late at night...

He didn't know how long this eerie silence would last...