Chapter 472 I am here
Su Ying sat in the wooden barrel, holding a wooden spoon in her hand ready to attack at any time.
The moment the clean room door was recommended, the wooden spoon flew out.
Xiao Jin felt a strong momentum coming towards him, and he dodged quickly by turning around. The wooden spoon flew out of the bathroom door and smashed the vase outside with a "bang".
Su Ying's brows sank, she reached out to take the cloth on the screen, wrapped her body, and jumped out of the water. Just as she was about to attack, the opponent attacked from behind. Just as she was about to dodge, a familiar voice suddenly came from her ears and made her stop.
"Yingying."
Xiao Jin hugged her from behind, with such strength in his hands that it seemed as if he wanted to completely merge her into his body.
Su Ying was stunned, but Xiao Jin's voice was too familiar to her. She just couldn't believe that Xiao Jin would appear here.
It was like Xiao Jin couldn't believe that he had really found Su Ying.
"Xiao Jin?" Su Ying called out uncertainly.
What he got in return was Xiao Jin's endless whispers, "It's me, it's me, it's me, Yingying, it's me!"
Su Ying relaxed her guard, she gently moved closer to his arms, turned around and hugged him back.
"Xiao Jin, it's really you."
"It's me, Yingying, Yingying, it's really you, it's really you!"
Xiao Jin choked with sobs, and Su Ying felt hot liquid dripping on her shoulders. She raised her head in astonishment and met Xiao Jin's tearful eyes.
His eyes were red, perhaps because he had not gotten enough rest for a long time, and his eyes were full of bloodshot. Su Ying reached out and rubbed his face for a while, then pulled off the mask on his face.
Under the mask was a face that she was very familiar with, but it looked much more haggard and thinner.
"You..." She never uttered the question. She could imagine that if she fell from that damn place, any normal person would not think that she could still be alive.
Xiao Jin must have had a hard time during this period.
"Did you think I was dead?"
"No, no, I know you are definitely still alive. I always knew you were alive and you would definitely come back. You said you would never leave us!"
Su Ying found his confident expression somewhat funny, but she couldn't laugh. She just felt her nose a little sour. "Well, I'm alive."
Xiao Jin held her face and carefully kissed her eyelashes lightly. Even his lips trembled. He did not feel the joy of regaining what he had lost. Instead, he still felt an indescribable fear when he thought about it.
Afraid of losing her, afraid that she will never come back.
"I'm sorry, Yingying. It's because of me that you have to bear so much."
At this moment, Xiao Jin only hopes that he is Su Ying's husband, but for any other role, he just wants to be a man who can protect his wife and children.
Su Ying admitted that she did many things out of consideration for Xiao Jin at the beginning, but after doing some things, she found that she seemed to have gained something that she had never obtained before.
These things slowly enriched her past world full of killing. Even though there was still fighting and blood, it felt different.
"There's nothing to be sorry about. It was my own choice."
Xiao Jin didn't want to say anything more. He carried Su Ying out sideways. He just wanted to be with Su Ying every moment, to hold her and look at her. He was afraid that she would disappear again in the blink of an eye.
He held her in his arms and sat on the bed, his face quietly pressed against her neck without moving.
"Yingying."
"kindness?"
"Su Ying."
"I am here."
"Su Ying."
"I will always be here, Xiao Jin. If you are tired, just go to sleep."
Xiao Jin was reluctant to sleep. He was afraid that this was just a dream and when he woke up Su Ying would be gone.
But the warm breath from Su Ying's body slowly relaxed his nerves, which had been tense for many days.
After just a moment, Su Ying heard his even breathing, and he fell asleep while sitting with Su Ying in his arms.
Su Ying squeezed his hand. His hand was big, dry and warm.
She wanted to pull his hand away and let him lie down on the bed, but Xiao Jin woke up as soon as she moved. He looked at her in panic with his red eyes, and his hands around her tightened unconsciously.
"Yingying?"
At this moment, he was as flustered as an abandoned child, with helplessness and despair in his eyes.
Su Ying's heart softened. She felt that she must be trapped in those eyes. "Xiao Jin, I'm here, I'm here."
"Yingying, this is not a dream..." Xiao Jin gently rested his forehead against hers, feeling the warmth of her body, feeling the real her in his arms. He always dreamed of Su Ying's return before, but every time he woke up, she disappeared.
After that, he could no longer sleep and had to close his eyes for a short period of time every day to rest.
He was afraid, afraid that every time he opened his eyes he still wouldn't be able to see her.
"It's great that you're back."
Su Ying was very curious about what kind of belief Xiao Jin had in his mind that she was still alive. After all, his eyes were full of certainty when he saw her.
"Sleep with me for a while." She was not sleepy, but she wanted Xiao Jin to rest for a while. He looked too tired.
“Don’t go…”
"No."
Su Ying held him in her arms and lay down on the bed, gently covering his eyelids with her hands, "Sleep for a while, and don't talk about anything until you wake up."
Xiao Jin closed his eyes obediently, but still refused to let go of Su Ying's hand.
Su Ying leaned tightly in his arms. His heartbeat like a drum seemed to calm her down at that moment. She couldn't sleep, but she also wanted to stay with him quietly.
She raised her eyes and looked at his face which was so close to her. He had really lost a lot of weight. His previously plump cheeks were now even a little sunken, making his eyebrows and eyes look even deeper. There was a faint bluish-black color under his eyelids, which added a gloomy atmosphere to his face.
Her hand slid down his back from time to time, her fingertips brushing across his spine, and she could easily feel each rib. Before, Xiao Jin's figure was definitely that he looked thin when dressed, and had muscles when undressed, but now, the shirt that originally fit him well seemed two inches too loose on him.
Su Ying felt distressed, wondering how he could become so thin.
Outside the guest house.
Wei Zhongming kept pacing back and forth, looking towards the yard from time to time, but he didn't dare to go in rashly, as he didn't know what was going on inside.
"Sir, why is there no sound in there for such a long time?" I heard a noise just now, but now there is no sound at all. Could something have happened to the lord in the capital?
"If someone is in danger, he will definitely call for help. Let's wait a little longer!" Wei Zhongming also had some thoughts. What if Xiao Jin was killed by Su Ying, then he could put more responsibility on Su Ying!
(End of this chapter)
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