Su Jinyun sat quietly on the edge of the bed, like a frozen sculpture, motionless.
She looked as if she had been swept away by a merciless storm, losing her former vitality and radiance, and appearing extremely haggard.
The dark circles under her eyes resembled two heavy shadows, deeply imprinted with her tireless worry and concern over the past three days.
Each dark circle under her eyes seemed to be a mark etched by time, telling the story of her torment and pain during those long three days.
Her eyes were filled with a complex expression of sadness and exhaustion, her eyes, which were originally as bright and lively as stars.
At this moment, it seemed to be shrouded in a thick and heavy haze, dim and without light, as if it had accumulated three whole days and three nights of worry, fear and helplessness.
Every glance in his eyes was filled with deep concern and heartache for Qin Qianluo.
It was as if if she just glanced at her one more time, she could convey her worries to Qin Qianluo through her eyes and let her feel her heart.
When Su Jinyun saw Qin Qianluo finally slowly open her eyes, her heart, which had been hanging in her throat and almost jumped out of her chest, instantly leaped out of her chest.
It was as if a heavy boulder had finally landed with a "thud," bringing a sense of peace.
Those long-suppressed emotions erupted instantly like a flood breaking through a dam.
All the worries, fears, grievances, and joys intertwined at this moment, turning into uncontrollable tears.
She could no longer suppress the surging emotions within her, like a fawn that had lost its way in a storm and finally found a warm nest after being frightened.
He threw himself into Qin Qianluo's arms without hesitation.
She held Qin Qianluo tightly, her arms like iron clamps, as if afraid that if she let go, Qin Qianluo would disappear from her world again.
Her body trembled slightly, and tears streamed uncontrollably down her face, soaking Qin Qianluo's clothes like beads from a broken string.
Those tears were not only for worry about Qin Qianluo's coma, but also for joy and relief that she had finally woken up.
Qin Qianlu felt a pang of pain in her heart as she sensed Su Jinyun's trembling body and scalding tears, as if she were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.
She instinctively stretched out her arms and pulled Su Jinyun into her embrace with all her might, gently stroking Su Jinyun's hair with one hand.
The movements were gentle and soothing, as if caressing an incomparably precious treasure.
With his other hand, he gently patted her back, as if comforting a wronged child, with a steady and even rhythm.
He tried to convey comfort and warmth through this silent yet powerful gesture, hoping to soothe the wounds of fear and unease deep in Su Jinyun's heart.
After an unknown amount of time, time seemed to stand still, and everything around became quiet and peaceful.
Su Jinyun gradually broke free from the vortex of emotions and slowly calmed her mind.
She slightly raised her head, her eyes red and swollen, with traces of tears still lingering in them, and slowly got up from Qin Qianluo's embrace.
Her gaze remained fixed on Qin Qianluo, not daring to look away for even a moment.
It was as if if she were to lose focus even for a moment, Qin Qianluo would disappear from her world again, like a fleeting bubble that could never be grasped.
She took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound steady, but the slight tremor in her tone still betrayed her inner excitement.
Then, she reached out and picked up the water glass that was placed to the side. The glass swayed gently in her slightly trembling hand, making a soft sound.
She poured some water gently, her movements soft and careful, as if she were holding not an ordinary glass of water, but the most precious and fragile treasure in the world.
She held the water glass to Qin Qianluo's lips and said softly, "Drink some water to soothe your throat."
The voice was gentle and delicate, like a spring breeze, softly brushing past Qin Qianluo's ear.
Qin Qianluo nodded slightly, her eyes filled with gratitude and tenderness. She parted her chapped lips and slowly drank a few sips of water from Su Jinyun's hand.
The cool liquid flowed slowly down her dry throat, like a clear spring, moistening her long-parched throat and finally allowing her to regain some real feeling.
The cool sensation spread from her throat throughout her body, dispelling her fatigue and weakness.
She cleared her throat slightly, her voice a little hoarse, as if it had been sanded, and slowly asked, "How long have I been asleep?"
Although the sound was faint, it was exceptionally clear in the quiet camp, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.
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