She said those last words almost while crying.
She was really scared, really scared that her Ji Huaishen would abandon her again like this.
She didn't want him to suffer such pain alone.
Ji Huaishen closed his eyes, leaned quietly against the wheelchair, his eyes moist, and tears slid down his cheeks.
His hands gripped the armrests of the wheelchair tightly, as if he were using all his strength and desperately trying to suppress the unease and pain in his heart.
He shouldn't have done that.
A voice inside him told him he shouldn't keep avoiding her like this.
Because she cried.
Ji Huaishen, you really are a coward. You don't even dare to see her?
I had already decided to be with her, so why did I make her cry again?
The feeling of powerlessness he experienced made him hate himself terribly at that moment.
Mu Xiaocheng didn't get a reply from inside, so she called out softly to the door, "Ji Huaishen."
Ji Huaishen did not respond.
It was extremely quiet both indoors and outdoors.
After an unknown amount of time, his deep, hoarse voice rang out.
"Come in."
Those three short words seemed to bring Mu Xiaocheng to life instantly.
She quickly stood up straight, gripped the doorknob with one hand, but didn't open it immediately. Instead, she asked uncertainly, "Can I really come in?"
She was giving him one last chance to escape.
However, it seems that Ji Huaishen is no longer needed now.
He lowered his eyes, concealing the mist in them, and replied softly, "Mm."
Come in and see how ugly I am.
If you back down, I can let you go.
Mu Xiaocheng took a deep breath and slowly opened the door.
The room was dark, and she instinctively reached for the light switch.
But Ji Huaishen stopped him.
"Don't turn on the light."
Letting him in was already his limit; he didn't want her to see him in such a disheveled and ugly state, at least not so clearly in front of her.
"But I'm afraid of the dark."
Mu Xiaocheng's voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of fear, yet it also seemed to be guided by light.
It guides him to touch the light.
She is no longer afraid of the dark.
He knows.
She knew perfectly well that he could never refuse her. He couldn't bear to see her afraid.
He didn't say anything more, and Mu Xiaocheng knew that he had agreed.
She found the light switch and turned on the room light with a "click".
In that instant, she could clearly see Ji Huaishen sitting in a wheelchair, his legs, clad in black trousers, resting on the footrest.
However, the two sides are not symmetrical.
His right trouser leg, from the knee down, was completely empty...
Are you scared?
His clear, cold voice rang out, but his tone trembled slightly.
Mu Xiaocheng shook her head.
"I'm not afraid." There's nothing to be afraid of. He's Ji Huaishen, how could he possibly frighten her?
She looked at his handsome, flawless face, his features deep and captivating, yet his brows were tightly furrowed, like a little old man who always had many worries.
She walked to his side, bent down, and gently stroked his eyebrows and eyes with her hand.
She looked at him with her bright, clear eyes, and a comforting smile on her face.
"Don't frown, it doesn't look good."
Her tone was relaxed, just like her usual coquettish manner, sweet and endearing.
Feeling her touch, Ji Huaishen stiffened, as if something exploded in his heart, and his dark eyes looked at her.
After a moment, he slowly raised his hand and took her hand in his.
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