He instinctively reached out to touch his head, and then touched his bald head wrapped in gauze. Although it wasn't completely bald, the prickly feel was completely different from before.

"My hair?" He frowned, realizing the seriousness of the situation.

"Your hair has been shaved off because you're having brain surgery," Fu Ying said, looking at him with heartache.

"I must look really ugly right now, right?"

Fuying shook his head like a rattle-drum, "Not ugly! Who said you're ugly! You're the most handsome in my heart!"

This was the truth, and it was what she truly felt. Even if Ye Sihan's face were placed in the entertainment industry, it would be considered top-tier.

Although this was her true thought, she regretted it the moment she said it.

I was so cold to Ye Sihan before, but now I'm acting like a lapdog. Isn't that a bit too embarrassing?

Ye Sihan's lips curled slightly as he looked her up and down, making her ears burn and her face turn red from the roots of her ears to her cheeks.

"Why...why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" Fu Ying cupped her face in her hands, and only when her slightly cold palms touched her burning cheeks did she realize why Ye Sihan was looking at her like that.

She's probably already quite familiar with Ye Sihan's appearance.

"You're beautiful." Ye Sihan stared at her intently, his deep affection impossible to conceal.

He didn't even know how long he had been asleep, but during that time, he heard Fuying speak to him countless times, so gently and tenderly.

That tenderness was an extreme warmth he had never experienced since he awoke.

He originally thought it was just a dream, but he never expected that it was all real.

His dream has come true.

Fu Ying felt embarrassed by his gaze and looked away from his intense eyes, while changing the subject, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

"I'm not hungry." Ye Sihan continued to look at her.

"Would you like some water?" Fu Ying asked nervously, picking up the water and bringing it to his lips.

"I'm not thirsty."

The scorching gaze was like the blazing sun in July or August, making Fuying's face so hot it could fry an egg.

She finally couldn't hold back anymore, "Ye Sihan, stop looking at me like that. If you have anything to say or ask, just say it or ask it."

Ye Sihan's smile faded, and he cautiously probed, "Now, are you willing to forgive me?"

Fu Ying couldn't help but smile coquettishly: "You haven't done anything wrong at all, why do you need my forgiveness? Ye Sijue, we've missed so many wonderful things because our hearts aren't in sync. But life is precious, enjoying the present moment is the whole meaning of life."

Her soft, delicate face was beaming with smiles, and the gentle sunlight on her skin added to its beauty.

Ye Sijue was stunned, thinking he had returned to that distant dream.

Fu Ying suddenly leaned down, gently embraced Ye Sijue's neck, and lightly kissed his cheek:

"So, Ye Sijue, in order for us to enjoy the present moment as soon as possible, how about we get married?"

In that instant, Ye Sijue felt as if countless fireworks had exploded in his mind, dazzling and enchanting, and deeply dreamlike.

Before he knew it, tears had already streamed down his face: "Okay..."

Fuying hugged him tightly with joy: "Then it's a deal!"

"Um……"

Ye Sijue's voice was almost choked with emotion as he finally... embraced the light shining in his life!