☆、Fifty-two、Days of recuperation (2901 words)
She had loved Han Weiming for nearly ten years, and even hatred could not erase the feelings she had for him over those ten years.
Therefore, after her rebirth, Li Yaxi's initial feelings for Feng Zihao were simply a way of repaying a debt of gratitude.
But this coma made Li Yaxi even more awake.
Without any more escapism, he recalled his past life and then reflected on everything in this life from beginning to end.
Compared to the kind of love he experienced in his previous life—a love of looking up, chasing, being cautious, and constantly feeling uneasy—he prefers the kind of love he feels in this life—a love of being cared for, pampered, and respected.
If Li Yaxi had previously been unable to distinguish whether his feelings for Feng Zihao were love or gratitude after spending so much time together, now, with Feng Zihao and Han Weiming in the same room, he could see that his heart was closer to Feng Zihao.
Li Yaxi viewed these two relationships entirely from the perspective of an outsider. Even when her relationship with Han Weiming was at its best and they were inseparable, there was a sense that it was veiled by a thin layer of gauze, making it difficult to see through or understand.
And the time he spent with Feng Zihao in this lifetime, every day and every minute, seemed to be magnified infinitely, making every corner clear.
He didn't dare to confront the truth before because he wasn't sure, but now he's figured it out and understands.
He had already fallen in love with Feng Zihao without even realizing it.
Qin Tian delivers meals to the hospital on time every day, and in the afternoon he watches over Feng Zihao so that Feng Zihao can take a nap next to him.
The company was handed over to Zhao Yi and Zhan Xiaoyu, who would visit the hospital every day.
After Han Weiming left that day, Feng Zihao had someone transfer him to another ward. Apart from the few people there, the consistent story to the outside world was that he was discharged from the hospital and went home to recuperate.
So I never saw Han Weiming again.
Li Yaxi woke up on the morning of the fifth day of her coma. Feng Zihao was holding Li Yaxi's hand and talking to her softly, talking about the company and about Xiaoweiba, telling her not to sleep in and to wake up quickly.
The curtains were not drawn, so the room was rather dark.
Feng Zihao carefully trimmed Li Yaxi's nails while talking to her, unaware that Li Yaxi had slowly opened her eyes.
“I know you pay the most attention to these things. If I don’t cut it well, you can trim it yourself when it grows longer. Little Tail ran to our bed to sleep again yesterday. The sheets we had last time it slept on haven’t been changed yet. We’ll change them when you get home, otherwise it will run on the bed again and we’ll have to change them again. I guess Little Tail misses you.”
After cutting his nails, Feng Zihao wiped Li Yaxi's hands with a hot towel, then took the water to the bathroom and poured it out.
"Hmm, a good cut, not too long, not too short, just right for scratching an itch."
Feng Zihao stood dumbfounded at the bathroom door, staring blankly at Li Yaxi, who was leaning against the bed examining her fingers, and forcefully suppressed the urge to burst into tears.
With a choked voice, she tried to remain calm as she said, "You're awake."
When Li Yaxi saw Feng Zihao, she felt a mix of emotions. She felt much relieved and had many feelings, with a sense of calm as if she had survived a disaster.
The person who used to be so nonchalant now has a touch of determination, and seems more genuine. "Zihao, I miss you."
Feng Zihao walked quickly to Li Yaxi's bedside, holding the much thinner person in his arms without using too much force.
Yet, he longed to hold her tightly in his arms, his grip on her arms tightening with a hint of unease.
After a long silence, "Ya Xi, do you want to eat anything? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Perhaps because I hadn't eaten for so long, I didn't feel hungry at all; I just felt weak all over.
She nestled softly in Feng Zihao's arms, feeling especially at ease.
"Zihao, I want to go home. When can we go home?"
Feng Zihao freed one hand to take out his phone and texted Qin Tian, "The doctor said we can go home now that we're discharged. Have Qin Tian bring some soup over later. You've been sleeping for five days and haven't eaten for a long time, so you need to adjust slowly."
Although Li Yaxi was still weak after waking up, she was unusually in good spirits, leaning against Feng Zihao and playing with his hand.
"You should play the piano; it's such a waste that such beautiful hands aren't used to playing."
Feng Zihao found Li Yaxi's slightly hoarse voice particularly comforting, as if he hadn't heard it in a very long time.
But she still felt sorry for him, so she got up and poured him a glass of honey water, feeding him little by little.
Li Yaxi took a few sips and pushed the glass away. Although it was sweet, she still felt a tightness and discomfort in her throat after drinking it.
Feng Zihao put down his water glass. "Are you tired? Do you want to lie down and take a nap?"
Li Yaxi gestured with her eyes for Feng Zihao to sit on the edge of the bed so he could lean against her, and then found a comfortable position to continue playing with Feng Zihao's fingers.
"I've slept for so long, do you still want me to sleep?"
Sensing Feng Zihao's sudden tension, Li Yaxi realized she had said the wrong thing and quickly changed the subject.
"Zihao, go tell the director we should go home. I'm fine now."
He knew he was alright, just a little weak.
That day, the sudden stimulation was too much for my heart to handle, causing stagnation of qi and bleeding. Once I recovered, I was fine.
But Feng Zihao wouldn't listen to him, insisting on waiting for the doctor's approval.
No matter what Li Yaxi said, she couldn't reason with Feng Zihao, so she grabbed his finger and bit it.
Unfortunately, he couldn't bring himself to bite hard. Feng Zihao felt an unbearable tingling sensation, and with just that one movement, he felt his little brother get hard.
Feng Zihao was somewhat frustrated and embarrassed. "Ya Xi, why don't you... sit on the bed for a while?"
Li Yaxi looked up in surprise. "Why?"
As soon as I looked up, my body naturally shifted, and then I felt something I shouldn't have felt.
Li Yaxi then realized that Feng Zihao was at an age where he was easily provoked.
Thinking about all the times he'd taken advantage of her these past few days, Li Yaxi's cunning darkened.
"Does Zihao think I'm too heavy? I need to start dieting."
The lighter the weight, the less it would be; it would be like being tied to a rope and released into the sky. Feng Zihao's voice was somewhat hoarse.
"No, Ya-Xi, I need to use the restroom."
Li Yaxi gave an understanding "oh" and then slowly moved from Feng Zihao onto the bed.
The whole process took no more than five seconds, but it felt like five centuries to Feng Zihao. He felt a tingling swelling and an intense itch.
But fearing that Li Yaxi would find out, he tensed up and endured it.
Feng Zihao helped Li Yaxi sit up on the bed and visibly breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he realize that his back was soaked with sweat, and he awkwardly walked towards the bathroom.
Li Yaxi sat on the bed with a mischievous grin.
No matter whether Li Yaxi tried to be forceful or gentle, she was ultimately forced to stay in the hospital for three days by Feng Zihao.
Even after returning home, Li Yaxi was not freed; that was just the beginning of her suffering.
When he lies on the sofa watching TV and twists his body slightly, Feng Zihao will rush over anxiously to check if he is feeling unwell or if his chest hurts, but he only gets a glare from Li Yaxi in response.
You can't play on the computer for more than an hour, and you have to take a half-hour break before you can continue playing.
Even when going to the bathroom, they are not allowed to lock the door, and when taking a shower, they have to be called out every ten minutes.
If you want something, it will be brought to your hand immediately; if you want something to eat, it will be brought to your mouth.
Li Yaxi really wanted to know if she had some kind of terminal illness, or if she was just going to be paralyzed and was doing a rehearsal to get used to it.
You can't blame Feng Zihao for this; he gets extremely nervous even about a simple cold.
What's more, he even vomited blood this time.
What Li Yaxi didn't know was that the doctor told Feng Zihao that if his condition didn't stabilize and there was still bleeding, he would need open-chest surgery.
Feng Zihao had to lean against the wall to keep himself from fainting. Even though he has been discharged from the hospital, he is still constantly uneasy.
He was afraid that something might happen, and he couldn't bear the slightest risk of losing Li Yaxi.
Li Yaxi saw Feng Zihao putting on his shoes and getting ready to go out. He had finally gotten a chance to get some fresh air, so how could he let it go?
She rushed to Feng Zihao's side and asked, "Zihao, where are you going?"
Looking at how bored Ya Xi had been these past few days, Feng Zihao felt a pang of pity. "Supermarket, does Ya Xi want to go out?"
Li Yaxi nodded quickly, and Feng Zihao smiled.
"Okay, but you have to promise me you won't run around, you won't leave my side by more than two steps, and you won't touch anything dangerous..."
Seeing that Feng Zihao was about to launch into a long speech, Li Yaxi quickly put on her shoes and pulled him outside.
"Okay, okay! I'll stay by your side and not run away or touch you, alright? Zihao's menopause is really bad!"
Feng Zihao smiled and ruffled Li Yaxi's hair.
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