Chapter 121: Make Him Cry She whispered as their breaths intertwined, "He'll cry louder soon..."

The bedroom was heated and clothes were piled under the bed.

Wen Yi just stood up when Gu Yifeng grabbed her waist.

She uttered a soft "ah" and fell back into his arms. His hot breath sprayed on her ears, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"Where are you going?"

He gripped her waist, his pupils reflecting the pitch-black background before him. Her long hair, washed by mountain spring water, was sleek and black, like a flowing stream. He pressed kisses down her hair, then her neck, tracing the alluring curves of her figure.

The temperature in the room grew higher and higher, and a thin layer of sweat slowly soaked her long hair. As she rose and fell involuntarily, a line of white skin appeared, like the winter snow on Yuexi Mountain. He leaned down and kissed her haphazardly. In his excitement, he couldn't help but bite her, as if he wanted to taste her whole.

Wen Yi didn't cry out in pain, but let out a soft hiss, tilted her neck back, and asked angrily, "How does it taste? Do you want some cumin or chili powder?"

The corners of his mouth curled up. "No dry ingredients." He wanted to see in her, not some colorful pink. Her body, from the inside out, should be filled with his scent.

Wen Yi's eyes were filled with confusion, then surprise, and finally shock. She curled her lips, pushed him away, and suddenly turned over, the two of them instantly upside down.

She sat astride him, her fingertips lifting his chin, a determined smile on her face. "I want to see you cry." She lowered her head, leaning very close to him, and whispered as their breaths mingled, "...Cry louder later."

Her voice was soft, and every word and breath she uttered was like a lingering kiss, tender and passionate. A kiss landed on his earlobe, then on his earlobe. Gu Yifeng tilted his head slightly, his body completely limp, allowing her to bully him.

Wen Yi took his hand, tilted her head, and placed a gentle kiss on his palm. Gu Yifeng's hands were beautiful, something she had known for a long time. Their well-defined joints, pale and slender, could hold a gun or a pen. It was these hands that always held her tightly, giving her the courage to persevere when she wanted to give up.

She drew ambiguous circles on his palm, and Gu Yifeng laughed softly, "I can't cry like this."

Wen Yi was not annoyed. With a pure and harmless smile on her face, she opened her thin lips and said, "Mr. Gu, the night is still long."

She lowered her head and exchanged a lingering kiss with him. Her long, silky hair brushed against his neck. The gentle contact brought an intense itch that penetrated deep into his bones. He couldn't help but tremble and gasp.

He tried to dodge, but the moment he moved, Wen Yi pressed him against the chest. The kiss followed his jaw down to his Adam's apple, and he bit it gently. He shuddered, and the smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a slightly furrowed brow.

"Remember how long you tortured me that night on the island?"

Gu Yifeng said nothing.

Her fingertips slowly wandered over his body: "I remember it very clearly. I didn't sleep all night."

"Really..." His breathing was a little disordered and he turned his head away from her.

"I'm also a reasonable person. How about I keep you awake for as long as you keep me awake today?"

"It's only customary to reciprocate, Mr. Gu, you don't have to be polite." Wen Yi smiled softly, like the lingering echo of a beautiful island dream.

She slowly leaned over and clasped her fingers with his.

Just a kiss was enough to make Gu Yifeng surrender.

She looked up in surprise and pretended to check the time: "I thought Mr. Gu had good endurance."

Gu Yifeng blinked and looked at the ceiling of the bed blankly, his eyes were wandering, obviously he didn't hear what she said.

"It's okay. I'm a man of my word. Don't worry."

Don't worry? Gu Yifeng rolled his eyes. What do you mean by don't worry? How could he not understand?

But he soon understood what she meant.

Warm breaths drifted deep into his hips, brushing against him vaguely, yet with an intimacy even more unbearable than direct contact. Each of her breaths felt like a warm, airy kiss, barely touching him, yet it felt as if it were resting on his very insides, stirring every inch of his flesh, steaming with indescribable heat. He felt as if he were melting in her palm.

The familiar feeling of a long month in the middle of the month came over me again.

Her hands were soft and boneless, yet she applied just the right amount of force, a skill unto itself. He nearly groaned, feeling embarrassed. He tilted his head and bit the silk pillowcase. The cool, silky touch made him think he was holding Wen Yi's long, silky hair.

His hands became more and more unscrupulous, and he soon lost control. His heartbeat became faster and faster, and a hot current rushed straight to his dantian, and he was defeated again.

Her light laughter in his ears made Gu Yifeng feel even more embarrassed.

In the confusion of being unable to think, he heard Wen Yi's intermittent voice:

"Why did you come...I clearly told you to let go."

"Thank you for what you did for me, really..."

"...I know you tried your best."

"Although I feel there is little hope, I might make your efforts go to waste..."

Gu Yifeng was shocked when he heard the words, vaguely feeling the sadness in her words. He stretched out his hand to hug her, but she gently pressed it down, and then he was speechless because of her gentle fingers.

He was sent to the peak again and again, but was cruelly blocked at the edge by her fingertips.

The heat suddenly receded.

My heart ached with emptiness, and my whole body was clamoring to be closer to her.

"Don't worry, we have all night, take your time."

He did slow down. It was hard to tell whether the experience was happiness or pain. He just felt that his soul was being emptied and filled up bit by bit.

"I want you to slowly experience this feeling so that you won't forget me so easily..."

Gu Yifeng's vision began to blur, and he didn't know when tears started to stream down his face. Perhaps it was because of the sweet torture of his body, or perhaps it was because of what she said. In any case, in the end, he was in a daze and could no longer cry. Only his body was spasming slightly, as if he was sobbing silently.

Forget? Gu Yifeng thought, in this life, the next life, or the next life, he would never be able to forget her.

"If I can't go on with you, please don't forget me—"

The man responded by shoving her down into the couch.

"...I don't want to hear a single word you say. Shut up."

*

At dawn, Wen Yi and Gu Yifeng went down the mountain together.

The morning breeze smells of snow.

The first snow of the winter fell lavishly on Yuexi Mountain. The red decorations from yesterday's wedding ceremony hadn't even been removed, but in a matter of moments, they were quietly covered by the fresh snow.

The red silk fell and the white snow piled up, covering the bright red inch by inch, like a snow-white curtain, putting an end to everything that happened last night.

Wen Yi sat in the passenger seat, leisurely watching the scenery passing by outside the car window.

As she got closer to Yunhu City, she wondered if the end of this road would be a new life or the end of her life.

"Once we get to Yunhu, will I start treatment?" she asked in a low voice.

"Um."

"How can I treat it? Medication? Surgery?"

"Neither." He stared straight ahead. "The doctor needs to extract your T cells. The lab will modify them with a viral vector and then infuse them back into your body, enabling them to recognize and attack abnormal cells carrying XNA1."

She nodded: "Can I go home after the injection?"

"...No." Gu Yifeng paused, "You need to be isolated and monitored for at least three weeks. Your immune system will be temporarily cleared, and you need to be injected with exogenous immunoglobulin to prevent infection." He didn't look at her, and his hands holding the steering wheel tightened slightly.

She blinked. "Will it... hurt? Are there any side effects?"

"Fever and low blood pressure may affect liver and kidney function in severe cases... Don't worry, we have prepared a medication plan."

She suddenly asked, "What's the worst that could happen?"

Gu Yifeng was silent for a long time.

He also asked Chris this question.

Chris's answer was a result he could not accept.

"Gu, CAR-T has never been used in treatments with alien genes. Any past data is of no reference value. We have no way of knowing what the results will be."

"Besides, you insisted on keeping her secret, preventing the use of more medical resources. This treatment is essentially a desperate gamble."

"The treatment may succeed or fail, and she may die..."

What they want to do is not just a simple treatment, but to create a medical miracle.

How high is the probability of a miracle happening? It should be a very small number, but he has no choice.

Gu Yifeng suddenly covered her hand with his palm and held it tightly: "Wen Yi, don't be afraid, we won't go that far."

Her eyes flickered slightly, and then she raised her brows and smiled.

"Well, I'm not afraid."

He turned his head to look at her, his Adam's apple moved, and whispered:

"I will always be with you." No matter where you are, I will stay with you.

Wen Yi stayed in the hospital for a month and finally waited for that day.

The modified CAR-T cells are placed in low-temperature infusion bags and sent to the ward.

After the nurse connected the intravenous needle, T cells were slowly injected into her blood, entering the heart and flowing throughout her body.

Outside the intensive care unit, Gu Yifeng stood closest to her through the heavy glass, staring at her with a smile.

Wen Yi winked at him, stretched out her right hand and made an OK gesture - I'm not afraid.

He nodded and tapped the glass with his fingertips to respond to her - I'm here.

Three hours later, Wen Yi's temperature rose to 39.2℃, her blood pressure dropped sharply, and her heart rate soared to 140.

The monitor started to alarm and the doctor quickly injected hormones and pressor drugs.

Wen Yi gritted her teeth, saying nothing, but could not help but curl up. She no longer looked at him, only her rapid breathing revealed the fierceness of the war within her body.

Gu Yifeng still stood there, his lips tense, his hands pressed against the cold glass, his palms facing her.

Things took a turn for the worse.

Late at night, her body temperature exceeded 40°C and her blood oxygen dropped to 85. The doctor decided to intubate her and put her on a ventilator.

Wen Yi was already unconscious. In the last moment before she fell into coma, she looked through the glass to find him. Her lips moved slightly through her tearful eyes.

He guessed she was calling his name.

The heartache reached its peak at this moment. He quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth, tilted his head back and closed his eyes. His Adam's apple rolled, and he tried hard to retract the moisture from his eyes. After a moment, he calmed his breathing and slowly looked towards the bed. Wen Yi had already closed her eyes.

Gu Yifeng stood outside the ward all night, staring at her on the bed motionlessly.

Wen Yi lay there wearing an oxygen mask, her face pale, her breathing weak, her chest barely rising or falling. He could only rely on the faint green line on the monitor to confirm that she was still alive.

Drop by drop, like the dripping water from an ancient copper kettle, he counted the moments of flickering light, waiting for the dawn that would come at an unknown time.

No sleep all night.

As time went by, the ward almost became their home.

One was inside, kept alive by an oxygen mask and machines.

One is outside, relying on countless coffees and work to get through the long night.

Wen Yi spent most of the time in a coma.

Occasionally she would wake up, her eyes blurry, her lips moving slightly, but she couldn't make any sound. But he would always notice in time, gently resting his forehead against the glass and smiling at her.

On the twelfth day, her kidneys failed and she began dialysis.

On the eighteenth day, she suddenly became unconscious and had a neurotoxic attack.

On the 23rd day, his temperature soared again, his blood oxygen level plummeted, and a CT scan revealed fungal pneumonia in his lungs.

…

No one knew how he managed to get through this time. There were times when doctors thought she would not survive.

He even began to doubt whether it was really right to do this.

As long as she is alive, what does it matter whether she is an alien life form or not?

Fortunately, she persevered.

On the 30th day, she was taken off the ventilator and transferred to general monitoring, and he was finally able to get close to her.

He took her hand, put it against his face and closed his eyes.

The sunlight shone in obliquely and fell on Wen Yi's eyelashes, and a tear slid down silently.

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