Donning a sterile protective suit, Chu Liyue pushed open the heavy door.
The first thing that catches the eye is Xiao Wujie lying quietly on the clean white hospital bed. His hospital gown is loosely draped over his thin and weak body, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.
His already pale and sickly face was completely devoid of color, and he looked so haggard that it was unbearable to look at him.
Her slender fingers clenched silently, her trembling gaze fixed on him. Chu Liyue's steps were as light as feathers as she silently approached the bedside.
His eyes were slightly closed, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his pale cheeks, like the last ray of moonlight in the night.
Even so, his face still retained an otherworldly beauty, as if he were a celestial being descended to earth. Although he looked extremely sickly and haggard, his elegant and noble temperament was still undeniable.
It felt as if my heart had been mercilessly pierced by a fine needle, and then immersed in strong lemonade. The sour feeling spread instantly, penetrating deep into my bones, leaving me speechless.
"My sweet baby."
Her red lips were slightly pursed, and her voice was as gentle as if she were handling a fragile piece of porcelain, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor as she softly uttered the words.
The person in the hospital bed did not react as quickly as usual. Their sunken eye sockets struggled slightly, as if they were using all their strength, and finally gently opened their eyes.
His once clear and bright eyes now dimmed, like a star about to fall from a distant galaxy, but the moment he saw her, they burned all their energy and burst forth with dazzling brilliance.
Just one glance was enough to break her heart.
A flood of emotions surged forth, instantly shattering all pre-existing mental defenses.
A crimson tinge instantly appeared at the corner of her eye, and fine red blood vessels spread across her eyes in an instant. She bent over uncontrollably, her slender arms bracing on either side of him.
She embraced him as an absolute protector, keeping him entirely within her territory.
Even though he had used all his strength to restrain himself, his voice was still hoarse and trembling like a saw being pulled apart.
"Baby, you're great."
The moment her baby opened his eyes, she still caught a glimpse of that faint trembling fear.
She knew he was afraid she would be angry, afraid she would think he didn't value his life, afraid she would abandon him and leave him behind.
Why would she be angry with him?
In that moment when no one could resist, the baby used every last bit of strength to push her away, so that she wouldn't get hurt.
My baby loves her so much.
Xiao Wujie’s Adam’s apple bobbed with difficulty as he tried his best to keep from frowning.
My sister will be worried and upset.
He now experiences excruciating pain with every breath, the burning sensation in every nerve has made it impossible for him to distinguish between pain and numbness.
The endless darkness and coldness kept pulling his spirit down, but he didn't want to close his eyes.
He was experiencing ringing in his ears and couldn't hear what Li Yue was saying at all; he could only try to decipher her words based on her lip movements.
My sister wasn't hurt, and she didn't blame him, which is great.
His pale, thin lips parted slightly, the ventilator tube inserted into his throat, his body so broken that he couldn't muster any strength, he couldn't even call out "sister".
My breath hitched for a moment, and a searing pain, like thousands of ants gnawing at my heart, swept over every corner of my body like a tidal wave.
He couldn't help but gently close his eyes, his eyeballs struggling painfully in their sunken sockets.
Wanting to break free from the heavy shackles, they are only whipped and wounded by deeper pain, dragged into a deeper cage.
He didn't even have the strength to grit his teeth, and his struggling eyes were veiled with a thin layer of mist.
It's so cold and it hurts so much.
Chu Liyue unconsciously clenched her hands tightly beside him, her knuckles turning white.
Meeting Xiao Wujie's misty gaze, her eyes turned crimson. It felt as if an invisible blade was slowly slicing through her heart, stripping away all her senses, leaving only a bloody, agonizing pain.
The pain was so intense that even breathing became difficult; the air felt like a heavy stone pressing down on my chest, making it hard to breathe.
At that moment, she even wanted to escape from the ward.
She knew he was cold and he was in pain.
But she couldn't even hug him or kiss him.
She could only watch him being tormented by pain, letting the indescribable heartache overwhelm her again and again like a tide, until her heart was completely broken.
Only the purest despair and helplessness remained, echoing in the already breached heart.
The dam of emotions welled up inside her, causing her whole body to tremble slightly. She gritted her teeth and forced back the emotions that were about to burst forth. Chu Liyue forced a smile that reflected her inner and outer pain.
She can't run away; her baby still needs her.
Struggling to support herself, she slowly brought her beautiful face closer to him, her unreserved tenderness gently enveloping him like spring water.
Suppressing the chaotic emotions in her eyes, she met his misty, broken gaze with a captivating tenderness.
"Sweetie, rest well, okay?"
"Sister doesn't blame you, my darling. You're my precious baby, my hero. I love you so much, how could I blame you?"
"If you're tired, just sleep. Your sister won't leave; she'll stay and watch over you."
"When my sweet baby wakes up, I'll comfort you, pamper you, and spoil you."
The excruciating pain was already blurring Xiao Wujie's vision, but he could still hear faint sounds coming from his ears, though he couldn't make them out clearly because of tinnitus.
He tried his best to open his eyes. He knew it was Chu Liyue talking to him, and he wanted to know what his sister was saying to him.
He didn't want to miss a single moment about her.
He was so tired, but he really didn't want to sleep. He was so afraid that if he fell asleep, he would never wake up again.
He still wanted to spend time with her, but she hadn't spoiled him enough.
At that moment, he deeply felt that he did not want to die; he wanted to live.
The deep-seated pain was like ocean waves, one stronger than the next, gradually engulfing him.
He tried his best, but no matter how hard he tried, all he could see was chaos and darkness. He really...
I'm out of energy.
The next moment, a soft, warm touch, like a tender bud after a rain, gently touched his brow. It was so warm and so gentle.
A soft, smooth hand gently covered his eyes. He felt it; it was telling him—
Go to sleep, she'll wait for him.
Chu Liyue's delicate lips lightly touched his furrowed brow with a kiss, then parted just as quickly.
She realized that the baby couldn't hear her clearly, and probably couldn't see her face either.
But she thought he could definitely feel the warmth that belonged only to her, after all, he loved her so much.
In the faint light, the exquisitely beautiful, sickly man, on the verge of losing consciousness, exhausted his last strength, and a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth outlined an almost transparent smile.
The smile, though weak, was pure, like a withered branch covered by the first snow, reflecting a breathtaking beauty in the dim light.
The stunningly beautiful woman trembled slightly as she gently rose to her feet, her departing figure both resolute and powerless.
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