Don't let each other down

It was half a year later that Huang Yaya saw Huo Weixi again. He had a scar on his forehead, and she had dyed her hair back to black.

Huo Weixi was sitting in the stone pavilion in "Fangyuan", supporting his forehead with one hand, his eyes slightly closed, and he looked like he was dozing off. Huang Yaya just happened to appear under the magnolia tree. A gust of wind blew over, and a white petal just fell on Huang Yaya's face, and she woke up!

The sound of her footsteps still woke Huo Weixi up. When Huo Weixi opened his eyes, he saw her standing in front of the tree. The wind blew the flowers down, and her heart was moved.

Huo Weixi stood up and walked in front of her, saying in a hoarse voice, "I found a way."

Huang Yaya didn't pay attention to what he said, but seeing that he was in a very bad state, she said softly, "You look much more haggard."

His face now looked as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, pale and lifeless, and his eyes, once as bright as moonlight, were now somewhat dim. A gentleman is like jade, but this jade has some flaws.

What on earth had happened to Huo Weixi in the past six months? Huang Yaya reached out and touched the scar on his forehead. The scar was as big as a peach petal. He must have been in a lot of pain at that time.

Huo Weixi gently took her hand and rubbed it with one side of his cheek, like a kitten.

Huang Yaya didn't know where to start, and asked distressedly: "Are you hurt? Does it hurt?"

Huo Weixi just smiled palely and shook his head. When Huang Yaya wanted to hug him, he took a step back nervously.

Huang Yaya immediately realized something was wrong. After they got married, Huo Weixi wanted to stick to her every time he saw her, but now he was backing off!

He must be injured. Huang Yaya said anxiously, "Take off your clothes and let me see your injuries."

Huo Weixi replied in a haggard tone, "My lady, I'm fine. I just need to rest for a while."

He was indeed injured. His face looked like that, how could he be okay? Huang Yaya pulled him into the room and unbuttoned his clothes for him somewhat unskillfully.

Under his soft grass-green brocade was a thick layer of brown gauze, which had a strong smell of blood. The smell of blood made Huang Yaya burst into tears.

What could she do for him? It seemed as if he was the one who was giving everything to her, while she could do nothing for him.

"My dear, don't cry." Huo Weixi wanted to come over and hug her, but this time it was Huang Yaya's turn to step back.

"Don't hug me, your wound hasn't healed yet." Huang Yaya choked.

Huo Weixi wiped her tears with his hands and coaxed her, "My dear, seeing you cry, not only does my body hurt, but my heart hurts even more."

Huang Yaya tried hard to force a smile, trying to relax, and said with a forced face: "I won't cry anymore."

After that, Huang Yaya gently straightened his clothes. But when you feel sorry for someone, you can't stop crying! The smell of blood and the pale face were like needles piercing her heart.

Huang Yaya sobbed, "I'm sorry, are you doing this for me?"

"sorry."

She lowered her head and looked at the light green hem of his clothes, tears falling drop by drop on the soft brocade like raindrops on lotus leaves.

Huang Yaya tried hard not to let Huo Weixi see her tears. At this moment, she realized how much she loved him. Seeing him so badly injured, she was scared, afraid that he would disappear.

"If I die, you should remarry!" Huo Weixi closed her eyes and said painfully.

Seeing his painful expression, Huang Yaya panicked. Why, why did it turn out like this?

"No, I don't want it. I just want to be with you." Huang Yaya said uncomfortably.

"Really?" Huo Weixi let out an imperceptible smile.

"Yeah." Huang Yaya nodded heavily.

"My wife, didn't you say before that if I died in battle, you would remarry?" Although Huo Weixi's breathing was unstable, he still spoke with a hint of playfulness.

"I was wrong. I was talking nonsense."

The love grew stronger, exceeding her previous expectations. It started from that moment, it seemed to be the New Year's Day, when she was heartbroken and didn't know what to do, and Huo Weixi appeared.

At that moment, she understood his gentleness and tolerance.

"Will the lady remarry?" Huo Weixi asked.

"Are you willing to give it up?"

"I can't bear to leave."

"Then don't die. If you die, remarry."

"My wife, you are going to piss me off to death first!" Huo Weixi said with some reluctance when he didn't hear what he wanted to hear.

Looking at the empty water glass on the table, Huang Yaya poured a glass of water and handed it to him, saying gently: "As long as you are alive, I will only be with you. If you die, I will remarry."

Huo Weixi took the water, a smile flashing through the corner of his eyes, and said, "My lady, don't you want two husbands?"

Huo Weixi actually still remembered these words. She was so bold to speak at that time!

Seeing that she looked hesitant, Huo Weixi coughed a few times and a few drops of sweat appeared on his forehead. He looked even more haggard and pitiful.

Huang Yaya was confused and was restrained by the coughs. Huo Weixi, it’s him!

Huo Weixi was extremely gentle and considerate towards her, and even accepted her various strange and immoral ideas.

She really didn't know if there was anyone who would be as tolerant of her as Huo Weixi and willing to listen to her attentively.

"Ahem."

Huang Yaya wanted to touch him but didn't dare to, fearing that she would touch his wound. She said anxiously, "Why don't we find a doctor to take a look?"

"It's okay, my lady. After I die, you can find another husband. I believe you already have a candidate." Huo Weixi said generously while coughing.

"My dear, or maybe now, while I'm still alive, let me help you find the person you want to find, so I can ask him to take good care of you." Huo Weixi's tone was extremely sincere.

He is really too good. Huang Yaya feels guilty. How could she be so fickle? He loves her so much that he has even thought of finding a backup for her.

"No, husband, I only like you, please don't leave me." Huang Yaya held his pale face and said affectionately.

"Madam, is it true?" Huo Weixi's eyes were full of disbelief.

"Well, so don't leave me!"

Huang Yaya admitted defeat, she couldn't live without Huo Weixi!