She was tired of hearing those words.
However, this wasn't an impulsive decision. In that situation, she couldn't just watch Mu Nanxun die. It was the only way. Even if she were given another chance—no, even if she were given ten more chances, a hundred more chances—she would still choose to cut off her own tail without hesitation, to give Mu Nanxun a chance to live.
Yi Yi sat on the edge of the bed, resting her chin on her hands, tilting her head to look at the man lying quietly on the bed.
His face was still a little pale, but he was much better than when she first saw him after waking up.
Even lying in bed like this, Mu Nanxun's whole body was still taut, his chiseled features making him look like a sculpture.
She reached out, her soft fingertips tracing the curve of his eyebrows. His previously harsh expression softened instantly.
His thin lips were pressed tightly together, like a cold, straight line.
Yi Yi disliked Mu Nanxun's cold demeanor. Her fingertips traced down his cheek, reaching his resolute chin. Because he hadn't shaved for several days, a light stubble had grown on his chin, which felt a bit prickly.
The time Yi Yi spent with the old shaman was the most peaceful and comfortable she had experienced in recent times. She didn't have to worry about an assassin suddenly appearing out of nowhere to kill her and Mu Nanxun; she didn't have to deal with all sorts of people every day and try to figure out their thoughts; and she didn't have to worry about accidentally revealing her true form and being seen by others.
Here, she could do whatever she wanted, say whatever she wanted, without any inhibitions… She slept until she naturally woke up every day, and spent her days nestled in her house counting the stars. It was quiet all around, with no one else around, only her, Mu Nanxun, and Mao Mao. Nothing bothered her; she lived a peaceful and carefree life.
She often nestled beside Mu Nanxun's bed, reminiscing about how they met and chattering on about their experiences. Those moments, whether happy or sad, exciting or disappointing, now evoked a unique feeling in her heart.
Apart from……
The only downside is that Mu Nanxun hasn't woken up yet.
Although the old shaman had said he would wake up sooner or later, she still hoped he would wake up as soon as possible.
"Mumu..."
Yi called out softly, but there was no response. The man on the bed had his eyes closed and remained motionless.
With a sigh, Yi Yi continued, "Mu Mu, Yi Yi misses you so much and is so worried about you. Please wake up soon, okay?"
“Grandma Arno has promised not to stop us anymore, and she won’t hurt you anymore. We’ve finally gotten over our suffering. We’re in the old shaman’s little house now, and he heals you every day.”
"The old shaman said your injuries were almost healed and you could wake up at any time. I waited and waited, until the flowers withered."
"And Mao Mao misses you too. Mu Mu, when you wake up, we'll go back to Maple Riverside and live our little life together."
Speaking of the maple-lined waterfront, Yi Yi felt somewhat sad and worried.
Before she came out, the entire Mu family, including the old man and Sister Wenya, and even the men in black, were controlled by Qin Lang and placed under house arrest in the villa.
She ran away in the first place to find Mu Nanxun and help him rescue everyone in the Mu family. Who knew so many things would happen afterward, wasting so much time? Fortunately, she successfully found Mu Nanxun and also Mao Mao.
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