Yu Jingchen bent down along the pillar, then slowly knelt down... I'm sorry, when did I become someone who can only say sorry? It turns out that these things can be so powerless.
Yu Jingchen was even somewhat at a loss as to how to face Nan Zhiyun, looking at her innocent and kind appearance, seeing how much she loved him. And what about him? He had bullied her, humiliated her, tormented her, and ultimately even driven her to madness, forever stuck in that period of time.
Now, whenever Yu Jingchen thinks of Nan Zhiyun smiling at him, acting coquettishly towards him, or throwing a tantrum at him, he feels an unbearable heartache.
He bent over, a posture he had rarely hunched over in his life, especially for these so-called pains. But now he really couldn't hold on any longer; it hurt so much. His heart felt like it was being slowly sliced to pieces, bleeding profusely... So how exactly did Nan Zhiyun endure it back then?
He was humiliated in front of the Empress Dowager, watched as her father was beheaded by him, watched as his maid was subjected to slow slicing, and finally watched as his maid's steamed flesh was served on the table, forcing him to eat it...
How did she get through all of this?
Yu Jingchen felt that the memories of this life were even more cruel than those of the previous one. At least in the previous life, Nan Zhiyun wouldn't have watched her loved ones die one by one in front of her. She wouldn't have been driven to suicide by him, or even lose the will to live.
Yu Jingchen stayed outside for more than half an hour, not daring to go in. How should he face Nan Zhiyun?
Although Nan Zhiyun had caused such a commotion today, thankfully she didn't have any nightmares and slept quite peacefully. In her dream, it seemed like she was dreaming of something fun, and a sweet smile lingered on her lips. Yu Jingchen walked to her side and gently stroked her.
"Why couldn't I have woken up sooner?" Yu Jingchen poured all his regrets into Nan Zhiyun.
"I'm sorry, Yun'er..." Yu Jingchen felt helpless. When did he become so degraded that all he could say was "I'm sorry"?
Seeing the little girl sleeping so soundly, with the red marks still lingering on her hands, he tenderly touched the marks on Nan Zhiyun's hands. He shouldn't have acted like that today. The little girl is still very young, her thinking is simple; he should have just spoken to her nicely. He actually hit her; it was truly inappropriate.
Yu Jingchen couldn't sleep for the rest of the night; he couldn't fall asleep. Every time he closed his eyes, memories of his past life flooded his mind—this was probably retribution.
He felt he owed Nan Zhiyun far too much, too much to count. He didn't know how he could repay her or how he should make amends.
Yu Jingchen pulled Nan Zhiyun into his arms, and Nan Zhiyun, finding a familiar feeling, naturally snuggled into his embrace, her hands tugging at Yu Jingchen's clothes. Yu Jingchen now seemed to always give her a sense of security, but he was also the one who hurt her the most.
"Your Majesty~" Nan Zhiyun suddenly spoke, startling Yu Jingchen.
"What's wrong? Hmm?" Yu Jingchen looked at Nan Zhiyun, only to find that the girl was still asleep, so she was just talking in her sleep?
"Hug~" Nan Zhiyun snuggled against Yu Jingchen, and Yu Jingchen breathed a sigh of relief. He had just thought Nan Zhiyun had woken up.
"It won't hurt~" Nan Zhiyun's sleep-talking went on and on.
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