Ji Huaishen's body stiffened, and his mind suddenly went blank.
He no longer knew how to react; he only knew to follow his body's instincts and respond to her.
Love is an intangible thing.
But you can always sense it.
He could sense it in the other person's words, their eyes, their gestures, and his increasingly rapid heartbeat.
At that moment, Ji Huaishen seemed to understand something.
He could die for Mu Xiaocheng, and he could also abandon his self-respect and dignity for her.
Now, he can try to present himself to her without reservation, whether it's his ugly scars or his disabled body. He thinks he will try his best to overcome the hurdle in his heart.
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Upon learning that Mu Xiaocheng was hospitalized, Meng Xunqian rushed over immediately.
When he arrived at the ward door, he saw Ji Huaishen sitting on a chair outside the door.
His expression was somewhat annoyed, but more so, it seemed like he was blaming himself.
Where is Chengcheng?
Meng Xunqian asked in a low voice, his eyes fixed on him.
"Asleep."
Ji Huaishen answered calmly, lowering his eyes to look at the ground.
Meng Xunqian could tell that Ji Huaishen was feeling quite down at that moment.
Perhaps he himself was conflicted.
He is no longer the perfect Ji Huaishen he once was. He has psychological burdens and obstacles that he cannot overcome on his own, and no one else can help him.
Meng Xunqian sat down in the chair next to him, took a deep breath and said, "To be honest, I don't want to just hand her over to you like this."
"Because, over all this time, you have indeed hurt her, saddened her, and turned her into what she is now."
"Not only me, but the Meng family will no longer feel comfortable entrusting her to you."
"What if one day you suddenly disappear again, or suddenly abandon her? Perhaps Chengcheng can understand you, but we can't."
"So Ji Huaishen, if you truly love her, then treat her well, stay with her through thick and thin, and never run away because of this so-called flaw."
"This time, you have to make up your mind."
Ji Huaishen understood; he comprehended Meng Xunqian's meaning.
Even if Meng Xunqian could forgive him, the two elders of the Meng family would never forgive him so easily.
His future was uncertain, and he didn't know if he could do it.
So he fell silent.
He was also afraid that one day he would see pity and compassion in her eyes, or even disgust and fear.
He couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't run away again then.
"It seems you haven't made up your mind yet?"
Meng Xunqian's tone suddenly turned cold, and he abruptly stood up, looking down at him.
"Ji Huaishen, I always thought I could entrust her to you with peace of mind. You are the most suitable person for her."
"You were the one who helped her out of the shadows back then, and now you believe she can do it too, and become your salvation."
Meng Xunqian's words left Ji Huaishen completely silent.
He knew she would be his salvation, he always had.
From the moment she appeared in his world, he understood that this girl would be the light that illuminated his world, the ferryman who would give him salvation.
However, he lacked confidence in himself.
The deeper the love, the greater the sense of inferiority one will feel at this time.
Seeing that Ji Huaishen remained silent, Meng Xunqian frowned. Just as he was about to offer some more words of advice, he saw Old Master Meng and Meng Yun walking briskly toward them.
Old Master Meng had a dark face, leaning on a cane, his face full of murderous intent.
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