Feng Guang paused for a long time before daring to turn around. The man standing on the shore was handsome and refined, as beautiful as if he had stepped out of a painting. But she dared not move, staring blankly, afraid that this was just a fragile illusion. She couldn't be sure, "An... An Tong..."
“Fengguang, it’s me.” An Tong reached out her hand from the shore and called softly, “Come here.”
She stared at him blankly for a while before remembering to swim to the shore and grab his outstretched hand. An Tong couldn't help but tighten his grip and pull her ashore. She was dripping wet from head to toe, and her jet-black hair was clinging to her face, making her skin look even whiter than snow. Tears and water mingled on her face. She was a proud young lady; how could she be in such a disheveled state?
No, she wasn't in a sorry state.
An Tong's fingers brushed away the water droplets clinging to the corners of her eyes. This warm liquid seemed to have a scorching temperature, spreading rapidly from his fingertips all the way to his heart. His heart, which had been empty for a long time, was completely filled in this instant. His heart beat powerfully, and an unknown tide of emotion was about to burst forth from his chest.
Feng Guang grasped the hand he placed on her face, needing the most certain answer to feel at ease, "You're not thinking of doing anything rash..."
"I'm not thinking of doing anything drastic."
"Then...your wheelchair, and your legs?" she stammered. "You can stand up now."
He held her hand in his own and gently stroked it. "I have rehabilitation every day. You also said that the side effects of those medications might not be that serious."
"An Tong, do you know how worried I was about you! I thought you... I thought you had abandoned me and left!" Feng Guang sniffed and punched him in the chest.
The punch wasn't very forceful, because she couldn't bear to use her strength. An Tong pulled her into his arms, and she leaned against his chest, sobbing incessantly. He gently patted her back, "I'm sorry, it was my fault."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... You always apologize when you make me feel bad!"
Now that you mention it, it does seem to be true.
An Tong smiled helplessly. No matter how eloquent he was, he would easily run out of words when he was with her. "I'm stupid and don't know how to talk. Please forgive me."
She shook her head, but wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. "I thought you were dead! I searched for you in the water for so long... but I couldn't find you..."
"Fengguang, don't cry, it's my fault." An Tong rarely felt that he had miscalculated. At least on the few times he had, it was because of her. While feeling sorry and guilty, he also felt a strange mix of emotion and excitement. She was so desperate to jump into the water, and she was so sad because she was afraid that he would die.
She didn't want him to die. She loved him, and just thinking about it gave him an indescribable sense of satisfaction. He raised his hand and said, "This is for you."
Feng Guang then noticed that he also had a reddish-purple flower in his hand, with a graceful posture and a delicate fragrance. She took it, hiccuping as she asked, "What is this?"
"It's a lady's slipper orchid. Before I came here, I checked that this is where lady's slipper orchids grow, so I thought I'd give it a try, and I didn't expect to actually find it."
Feng Guang knew he liked planting flowers, but still pursed her lips in confusion, "You ran out alone to find it, and made me worry so much."
Seeing that she had finally calmed down but was about to cry again, An Tong quickly patted her back, as if comforting a child, "The lady's orchid is also called the flower of the goddess. I specially found it to give to you."
Isn't this just saying she's a goddess?
Her face flushed, and she finally stopped crying and started laughing.
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