Ling Jiao stared intently at the person muttering to himself, her usually calm heart suddenly clenching with anxiety.
She even unconsciously reached out and stroked his face.
It's not that he's bad, it's that she herself isn't good enough.
She is sensitive and suspicious, insecure and extremely lacking in self-esteem, making it impossible for her to truly open her heart to someone.
However, he still tried every means to linger in her life.
Fu Shiqin looked at the person in front of him, and as he looked, he couldn't help but cry.
What do I have to do for you to like me?
Ling Jiao remained silent, letting him hold her hand.
He has done so much: he took her to fulfill her dream of chasing the aurora borealis, let her eat the wontons she had missed for years, and even let her see her grandfather whom she could never see before...
No one had ever done any of these things for her.
It's not that she doesn't like him; she's just afraid that if she falls in love with him, she'll eventually lose him.
After her grandfather passed away, she no longer hoped that there would be anyone in the world who would love her. She just wanted to live a simple and peaceful life.
But his appearance made her slowly realize that there were still people in this world who would cherish her like this.
However, she lacked confidence that they could stay together for a long time; she couldn't bear the pain of having had something and then losing it again.
So, before she could have it, she chose to give it up, and her life returned to peace.
Fu Shiqin held her hand, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, and talked on and on for a long time.
Fu Shiyi returned with the caregiver, Yang Shasha, and Ling Jiao's assistant, only to find Fu Shiqin lying on the bed, crying like a dog while clinging to someone's hand. He immediately looked disgusted.
"Wow, crying like that, is he even a man?"
He hadn't seen Fu Shiqin cry in years; today was truly a rare sight.
"Who says men can't cry?" Fu Shiqin muttered, then cried even harder.
When Ling Jiao saw them coming, she tried to pull her hand away, but Fu Shiqin held it even tighter.
Seeing this, Fu Shiyi sighed and said.
“A man doesn’t easily shed tears, unless he is truly heartbroken. You’ve really hurt him this time. I haven’t seen him cry in years.”
Ling Jiao was speechless.
This is making it seem like she's incredibly unfaithful and heartless.
Fu Shiqin couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was real or a hallucination. He kept rambling on and on, taking advantage of his drunkenness, until he got tired and fell asleep.
Once he was fast asleep, Ling Jiao was finally able to free her hand.
"Third Young Master, his illness... isn't too serious, is it?"
“How can it not be serious? Didn’t you hear what the doctor just said? If we don’t take good care of ourselves, it could turn into cancer in the future,” Fu Shiyi said with a solemn expression.
Ling Jiao frowned. "Isn't it just bleeding from the ulcer?"
"He's currently suffering from bleeding ulcers. If he continues to drink like this, will he ever recover?" Fu Shiyi, who had been brought in to help, deliberately exaggerated the situation.
Fu Xiaoer has been drinking too much lately and hasn't been getting enough rest, which is why his ulcer is bleeding. He used to be in great health.
So, this isn't to make Ling Jiao feel more sorry for him.
Upon hearing this, Ling Jiao frowned even more deeply.
However, thinking that they would arrange for someone to take care of them themselves, I relaxed a little.
"Third Young Master, please take good care of him. I... I'll head back now."
"Go...go back?" Ling Jiao's assistant asked in astonishment.
Even after all that, she still has the heart to go back?
Fu Shiyi said as soon as he saw the person was about to leave.
"I can't take care of this for long. I only have a cameo role for two days, and then I have to go back."
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