Chapter 100 Real World 1 Awakening

“Drip—drip—”

The sounds in my ears were enough to tear open the cracks of my sleep.

Wen Qianning only felt that her eyelids were very heavy, as if they were pressed down by a thousand-pound stone, and she couldn't open them no matter what.

She struggled in the darkness, when suddenly, a dazzling white light broke in, breaking the boundless darkness.

The next moment, a noisy sound entered her ears.

"Miss Wen? Miss Wen is awake!"

"Quick, notify the family..."

"Keep the ECG monitor stable and pay attention to the EEG response!"

The chaotic footsteps and hurried commands overlapped together, and she could not tell whether this was a dream or reality.

The smell of disinfectant still lingered in his nose. Wen Qianning blinked slowly and finally saw the world in front of him clearly.

The white ceiling and the hanging IV bottle.

This isn't an illusion, this is... a hospital?

She wanted to speak, but her throat was extremely dry and she couldn't speak, only making weak sounds.

"I……"

Before she finished her words, someone beside her suddenly grabbed her hand in an urgent manner.

"Ningning."

Wen Qianning was very familiar with this low and suppressed voice.

She turned her head, and in her blurred vision, Ji Hanlin's face gradually became clear. At this time, the man's eyes were red and his expression was a little embarrassed.

For a long time, he had been waiting in countless worlds just to see her wake up.

Before I could even ask, the surroundings were already in chaos.

Doctors and nurses walked over quickly, pushing instruments and issuing a series of medical instructions. Then, the instruments were placed on her skin, lights flashed in front of her, and various examinations began.

As his consciousness became increasingly exhausted, Wen Qianning's eyelids became heavy again.

The noise gradually faded, and the smell of disinfectant faded. The scene before her seemed to be shrouded in a veil. She lost her balance in the blur and darkness, and her body felt very heavy.

In my dream, the familiar yet unfamiliar scene appeared in my mind again.

She saw herself meeting Ji Hanlin again and again in different worlds, and breaking up with him again and again.

These are all fake.

Wen Qianning was suddenly startled and woke up from her dream.

The sun shines through the curtains of the ward, the unique smell of hospital disinfectant still wafts through my nose, and the electrocardiogram monitor next to me is still ticking.

Wen Qianning stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time, memories flooding back like a tide.

She remembered.

Ji Hanlin wasn't some male protagonist in a novel. She and he were childhood sweethearts, lovers in the real world.

But that sudden car accident completely disrupted their lives.

During the months that Wen Qianning was in a coma, Ji Hanlin mobilized all the resources he could, mobilized experts, personally participated in the project approval, and launched the consciousness awakening plan that was still in the experimental stage.

This extremely risky technology is not yet mature, but it can bind the patient's consciousness to the mental bands of a loved one or partner, and through the multiple constructions of the virtual world, allow the mind on the verge of sleep to gradually regain perception of reality.

However... this system is extremely demanding. Only when the patient maintains a bond with the bound person in each virtual world can he gradually recall his memory and reach clarity.

But Wen Qianning, who suffered a car accident, her consciousness would protect herself.

In other words, the shock of the car accident had caused her subconscious to build a thick wall. Thus, her inner defense mechanism deceived her, and in Wen Qianning's eyes, those tasks became a means to successfully advance in the fast-paced game by defeating Ji Hanlin.

That's why, after playing the role of Bai Yueguang in every world, she broke up with Ji Hanlin.

Fortunately, she has finally woken up in the real world.

After waking up, Wen Qianning stayed in the hospital for more than a month. During this period, Ji Hanlin also did not leave the hospital. He handed over all the work to his assistant and stayed by her side all the time.

Wen Qianning leaned against the headboard, having just woken up, her hair scattered on the pillow. She stared blankly for a few seconds, her eyes settling on the man not far away. She called him softly, "Husband."

Ji Hanlin was sitting on the bed reading documents. He looked up when he heard the voice, and the coldness in his expression was gently melted by the call.

"Um?"

She reached out her hands, put her arms around his neck, and put her face on his shoulder, smiling with her eyebrows curved: "It's so good to have my husband by my side."

It was the living Wen Qianning, with a lively expression and a soft and sweet voice, acting coquettishly towards him unscrupulously.

Ji Hanlin's ears turned red all of a sudden, but his face remained tense. He said "hmm" expressionlessly, pretending to be extremely calm.

Wen Qianning laughed even harder when she saw him like this. She was about to tease him again when he suddenly lowered his head and gently touched her lips.

"?" She was stunned. Before she could react, there was a knock on the door.

"Qian Ning, Han Lin, I'm here."

The next second, Ji Hanlin's mother pushed the door open and walked in.

Wen Qianning immediately sat up straight as if she was guilty of something, quickly pulled the quilt up to her chin, and resumed her dignified sitting posture and expression.

Ji Hanlin also coughed lightly, his face looking calm, as if nothing had just happened.

Jiang Xuelan didn't notice anything unusual about the two of them. She was wearing a light-colored windbreaker and had an elegant demeanor. She looked very gentle and soft. As soon as she entered the door, she smiled and said, "Oh, after this period of recuperation, Ningning looks much better now."

She carried an exquisite insulated box in her hand and placed it on the bedside table. "I made some soup today, and your mother also sent some red date cakes. I brought them all for you."

"Auntie, you are so kind. You bother to bring me food every day." Wen Qianning quickly responded.

During this period, not only Wen Qianning's parents, but Ji Hanlin's parents also came to the hospital to take care of her almost every day.

Jiang Xuelan smiled and shook her head: "Why are you being so polite to me? We are already family."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Qianning's face felt a little hot again. She stole a glance at Ji Hanlin, who was holding the bowl of soup for her as if nothing had happened. His natural movements seemed to indicate that he had tacitly agreed to what Jiang Xuelan said.

The soup is warm and fragrant when you take a sip.

Wen Qianning ate while blowing on the food, then turned to the man beside her and asked, "When can I go home?"

"It's almost there," Ji Hanlin carefully wiped the soup stains from the corners of her lips. "The doctor said she can be discharged after two more days of observation."

"Really? That's great!" Wen Qianning immediately perked up and looked at him with blinking eyes.

Jiang Xuelan, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You two have such a good relationship, you really look like a couple."

When Wen Qianning heard this, her face turned red again.

Ji Hanlin looked calm, raised his eyes and replied calmly: "We are almost husband and wife."

He said it lightly, but the man was not at peace at all.

Yes, they had already reached the stage of getting a marriage certificate.

But this sudden car accident not only disrupted their plans, it even almost took away Wen Qianning's consciousness, and she almost never woke up.

Whenever Ji Hanlin thinks of that day, his heart still aches.

At that time, Ji was involved in an important overseas cooperation. The negotiations were complicated and the amount involved was huge, so he needed to appear in person.

This business trip will last for a month.

So the night before, he returned to the villa he and Wen Qianning lived in early.

There was a soft light on in the room. A girl in a light pink silk nightgown was leaning on the sofa watching TV. Her white ankles were slightly exposed from the hem of her skirt, and she looked like a soft kitten.

Hearing the noise, Wen Qianning raised her head, her eyes shining: "You're back."

As she spoke, she stood up, ran to him barefoot, and threw herself into his arms.

"Are we still flying tomorrow?" Wen Qianning asked, looking up.

"Yeah," Ji Hanlin answered in a low voice, his hands subconsciously wrapping around the girl's waist.

She said "oh" softly and didn't say anything for a long time, just pursed her lips and twirled her fingers on the buttons of his shirt.

There seemed to be stars in those bright almond-shaped eyes, and there was a hint of aggrievedness.

"Ji Hanlin." The girl called him, her voice soft and sweet, "Please don't go, okay?"

He was stunned.

"The Ji family is already so rich," Wen Qianning muttered softly. Worried that he was overworked, she couldn't help but complain, "I don't want you to work so hard."

She just leaned in his arms, delicate and clingy, her whole body softened to a pulp. At that moment, Ji Hanlin felt his heart melt with her.

Even though the two have been together for many years, Ningning and him have always had a good relationship, no different from when they first fell in love.

The man looked down at her with a helpless smile in his eyes, and gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips.

"Ningning," he said hoarsely, "You know very well that I can't do anything to you."

Wen Qianning pursed her lips and smiled. Just as she was about to say something else, the man leaned over and kissed her.

She was a little dazed by his sudden kiss, her hands still clutching the collar of his shirt, her whole body held in his arms.

When the two separated, Wen Qianning's face was already flushed, her eyelashes trembled weakly, and her breathing was disordered.

Ji Hanlin looked at her and whispered, "Okay, I won't go."

Wen Qianning was startled, thinking she had misheard: "...really not going?"

"Yeah." He smiled and reached out to gently touch her forehead. "Can a project worth hundreds of millions be as important as you?"

Wen Qianning forced herself to remain calm, but a wave of sweet and panicky emotions surged in her heart.

She raised her arms and hugged his neck, her voice a little weak: "Then am I not a beauty who brings disaster?"

Hearing her say this, the man laughed softly, leaned over to her ear, and said in a low voice: "Then, troublemaker, do you want to seduce me again?"

This teasing made Wen Qianning's heart beat wildly. Before she could react, she was hugged tightly by him. She was pressed in his arms, their breathing entangled, and her thoughts were in a mess.

The nightgown was ruthlessly pushed up to the waist by a big hand, and with the water color, they became intimate again.

Lost in thought, tears silently fell. Wen Qianning could only hear her own sobs and the man's restrained sighs.

Ji Hanlin leaned over and kissed the corner of her eyes, gently and tenderly.

Afterward, Wen Qianning nestled in his arms, her hair a little disheveled and her eyes slightly red. She leaned in quietly, soothed by the warmth of his embrace that she didn't want to move.

After a long moment, the girl whispered, "Tomorrow...you should go as planned. I was just talking nonsense just now."

Ji Hanlin lowered his eyes and looked at her with a soft and serious expression.

"Ji Hanlin, I will miss you." Wen Qianning added, with a hint of reluctance in her voice.

At that moment, Ji Hanlin felt as if his heart was struck by something. Ningning was so gentle and sensible, but he felt distressed.

He reached out and tucked her hair behind her ear, gently stroking her face. She looked up at him with a hint of tears in her eyes.

Ji Hanlin's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he lowered his head to place a kiss on her forehead.

"Baby," he coaxed softly, "I'll be back soon. I swear, this time, I won't let work take up so much of my time again."

"After we come back, let's get married, okay?"

Wen Qianning's cheeks flushed red as she debated whether she should remain reserved and not answer. But leaning against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, she couldn't help but immediately respond, "Okay."

Ji Hanlin raised his hand and tucked the quilt for the girl. His palm rested on the top of her head, and he watched her fall asleep quietly.

The next morning, before daybreak, Ji Hanlin was about to get up and leave.

Wen Qianning was awakened by the noise in her daze, and half-closed her eyes: "Are you leaving?"

"Yeah." The man leaned over and kissed her forehead gently. "Did I disturb you? Go back to sleep."

But she reached out and hooked her hand around his wrist, smiling sleepily: "Then be careful on the road."

She added softly, "Don't miss me too much."

"I'm afraid that's impossible."

After saying that, Ji Hanlin laughed inwardly, and kissed Wen Qianning on the lips before getting up and leaving.

But he didn't know that this would be the last face-to-face conversation between the two.

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