That night.
Under his care, Zhiyun finally ate some food properly.
No one knew where the proprietress had gone and she never showed up again.
Zhiyun is very well-behaved. She eats whatever he feeds her. She doesn't talk much, but she stares at him quietly. Her eyes follow him wherever he goes.
It seems like no matter how much I look at it, I can never get enough of it.
"Zhizhi, don't look at me like that," he leaned over and kissed her forehead, "You're making me unable to control myself."
Zhiyun stretched out her hands towards him, her pale arms hooked around his neck, "Nothing else matters, just don't leave me again. I will work hard to make up for the mistakes I've made."
She meant every word she said.
The arm that was hooked around his neck did not loosen, "Doctor Han, I'm sorry I misunderstood you, I'm sorry."
"Zhizhi," he held her face, as if he was going to get closer, but didn't, "I love you."
"Zhizhi, I love you."
"I have loved you for a long time, I love you very much, and I have always been protecting you."
"Zhizhi, I really love you."
He said it twice.
The smile on Zhiyun's lips kept rising. She hooked her arms around his neck and lowered her head, resting her chin lightly on his shoulder. "Doctor Han, I love you too. I'm sure I love you too, only you."
Zhiyun had been suffering from insomnia for so many days, and tonight he stayed by her bedside and coaxed her to sleep.
After coaxing her to sleep, he stood up and left the room.
When he came out, the proprietress who had not shown up suddenly stood outside. Seeing him come out, she smiled and said, "What you want is always a luxury."
"So what?" His voice turned cold.
"Then I have to say it again, a luxury is always a luxury, it's just a matter of thought." After the proprietress said this, she left.
He stood in the night.
The night stretched his lonely and cold figure very long, and slowly, the cold night enveloped him.
*
Zhiyun didn't like this water city, but because of him, she slowly accepted every inch of land here.
With him by her side, she would accompany him to watch the sunrise and sunset, the ebb and flow of the tide, and the various forms of the world. This has always been Zhiyun's desire.
When the waves rolled in, he would hug her waist from behind and whisper in her ear, "Zhizhi, do you like it here?"
"like."
"I like it too."
The sea breeze made his voice tremble. He turned her around, took off his coat, wrapped her body, and then protected her in his arms. "The scenery here is beautiful, but it's also cold here."
"It's not cold with you here," said Zhiyun.
She buried her face in his arms.
After a long time, she slowly raised her head, her eyes so persistent and determined, "Doctor Han, let's get married."
He didn't answer her immediately.
Zhiyun did not urge him, but waited patiently for his answer.
After a long time, he finally agreed to her: "Okay."
He answered with just one word, "good," which represented everything he had.
Zhiyun wondered why he was so slow to answer.
Doctor Han... the sentence he said to her the most was:
Zhizhi, will you marry me?
Zhizhi, I'm ready to marry you...
Zhizhi, when will you agree to marry me...
But not anymore.
The sea breeze blew, drying the tears in the corners of Zhiyun's eyes, leaving only shallow tear marks.
She wiped all her tears on him and laughed, but as she laughed, the tears came out again.
He wiped it off for her gently.
She cooked dinner herself.
He said he would come, but Zhiyun didn't let him come. She tied an apron on and started busying herself in the kitchen.
The place where they live now is not in the palace, but in a quiet villa, which is arranged by him. The landlady comes here from time to time.
Ever since she knew those things, Zhiyun never mentioned everything he had done for her in front of him, not even a single word.
Because she didn't know where to start.
There are so many words piled up together, and I can’t finish asking them.
So, she has been quiet these days and hasn't asked any questions.
Her thoughts drifted away. She cut her hand while cutting vegetables. Zhiyun didn't make a sound, but just retracted her hand and looked at the cut quietly.
Two seconds ago, nothing changed. Two seconds later, blood slowly seeped out of the wound.
The cut was a bit deep and more blood oozed out. When Zhiyun saw the blood, her face was expressionless, as if she was not the one in pain.
It's just the cut on my hand.
As the drop of blood fell on the white tiles, Zhiyun watched it slowly spread out.
At that time, he held her injured hand, and the wound became warmer. She looked over and saw him holding her finger in his mouth.
Zhiyun wanted to retract her hand, but he held her down.
She kept her finger in his mouth for a long time before he slowly let it go. The blood on her fingertips stopped flowing. He took out a piece of paper and gently wiped her finger, then wrapped her finger with the paper.
There was no method involved, just wrapping it up to prevent the blood from flowing out again.
Zhiyun said, "Isn't blood smelly?"
"Fishy," he said.
"Then you still..."
"Because it's Zhizhi, it's sweeter."
His starry eyes stared at her.
Zhiyun's heart felt like it was burned. "I can't cut it anymore. You do it."
"good."
He walked over and took the place where she had just been cutting vegetables, rinsed the vegetables, and then picked up the kitchen knife to continue cutting vegetables.
Zhiyun stood beside her and said, "It will be more flavorful if you cut the carrots into thinner pieces."
"Yeah." He responded.
"Crush the cucumber and serve it cold, it will be more flavorful."
"Um."
"And the food..."
"I'll wash it, don't move." He was afraid that she would do it, so he took the vegetables out of the basket first, fearing that she would volunteer to wash the vegetables.
Zhiyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Actually, I can do a lot of things, and I'm not too proud of them. You cherish me so much. If I can't do anything in the future, and you have to do all the work by yourself, wouldn't it be very hard?"
"I never thought of you sharing my housework." He smiled.
He is warm, gentle and delicate, with a soft voice and whispers softly. Zhiyun likes him like this, and likes every side of him.
"Doctor Han."
"Yeah, I'm here."
"Let's go back to Xihua and get married there," said Zhiyun.
He was chopping vegetables, then suddenly paused, then glanced at her sideways. This time, he didn't hesitate at all, "Okay, let's go to Xihua to get married, and Zhizhi can only marry me."
Zhiyun seemed unwilling to let him leave.
I don't want to let him go at all.
Maybe it was her nature, she didn't want to make any more mistakes, she just wanted to be with him, to enjoy the romance with him forever.
This time, she didn't want the love she gave him to be short-lived.
She hoped it would last forever.
There are not many years in life to waste, so she wants to seize the present time.
Or maybe she should wake up...
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