☆、Thirteen、Actually, they also need to be cared for (2870 words)
The next day, after Feng Zihao delivered breakfast, he went to school as promised. The large hospital room suddenly felt pale and deserted, and Li Yaxi found it hard to adjust. He suddenly wanted to escape, and he did. Li Yaxi didn't go home; instead, leaning on his crutches, he slipped into his spatial dimension halfway there.
After untying the bandages on her feet, Li Yaxi jumped into the spiritual spring. A sharp pain shot through her feet immediately. She lay by the spring, enduring the pain for a while before it subsided, followed by a tingling, itchy sensation. While soaking, Li Yaxi fell asleep by the spring, only to be woken up by her little ears licking her awake.
Li Yaxi remained in his spatial dimension, deeply troubled. Although he knew roughly what his future held, he remained lost. Especially after Zhou Yang's visit, Li Yaxi suddenly wanted to leave Feng Zihao—temporarily, of course. He didn't understand why he had this thought, but he wanted to see Feng Zihao worry about him, fret for him, and have only him in his eyes. Li Yaxi was uneasy, even knowing that this man loved him to the point of giving his life, he was still uneasy. So, perhaps as a test, perhaps as an escape, he fled back to his spatial dimension. After soaking for two days, his foot was completely healed; even the surgical scar had disappeared, leaving it smooth as porcelain.
Subconsciously wanting to avoid the situation, Li Yaxi didn't go home but went straight to the trading hall to check on her stocks. If her memory served her right, this was roughly the time when her stocks were poised to make a fortune. For more than ten days in a row, Li Yaxi stayed at the exchange. Sometimes, in the VIP room, listening to the sounds of buying and selling stocks outside and feeling the people outside so engrossed in the rise and fall of stocks, she would reflect on herself and what she was pursuing in this life.
Being with Feng Zihao was a given. However, Feng Zihao had his own career. While he might not be financially dependent on Feng Zihao, he couldn't live off the numbers in his bank account forever. That kind of life without spiritual pursuits would eventually devour him. In the end, Li Yaxi didn't dwell on the details. When his stocks reached a new high, he hesitated for a long time before selling them.
Perhaps if he held on a little longer, he would have earned even more. Perhaps Li Yaxi was just too lucky; after he sold his stocks, the market plummeted. Amidst envy and resentment, Li Yaxi filled out the form and turned away nonchalantly. Her phone, which hadn't been turned on for over ten days, started beeping with text messages. Li Yaxi knew that phones in this era didn't have such advanced features as missed call notifications; otherwise, she probably wouldn't know how many missed calls she'd received. Li Yaxi opened the messages and read them one by one.
[Ya Xi, where are you? You're still injured, don't wander off. I'm coming to get you.]
【It's so late, Ya-Xi, where have you been? Hurry back to the hospital!】
What's wrong with Ya-Xi? Did something happen?
Ya-Xi, wherever you are, just let me know you're safe.
[My phone is currently switched off. Please contact me immediately if you see this message after turning it on.]
I'll be there for you no matter what, okay?
...
As he watched, Li Yaxi's eyes reddened. How could he be so willful? Even if he wanted to prove how much Feng Zihao loved and cared for him, he couldn't do it in such a capricious way! Li Yaxi was filled with self-reproach at that moment, and he even forgot to make a phone call before rushing home. For some reason, he had a premonition that Feng Zihao would be waiting for him at home.
Li Yaxi ran back, panting, and sure enough, she saw Feng Zihao sitting dejectedly on the steps outside his door. At that moment, Li Yaxi couldn't hold back her tears any longer. After standing there for a while, she wiped away her tears and slowly walked to Feng Zihao's side, squatting down beside him.
"Zihao...I'm back."
Feng Zihao was completely absorbed in his own world, seemingly oblivious to the outside world. Li Yaxi was startled and gently nudged him.
"Zihao, are you angry? Scold me, please scold me, okay? Don't ignore me."
Feng Zihao slowly raised his head, his eyes vacant for a long time before finally focusing. It was as if he had just seen Li Yaxi, yet he seemed unsure if the person in front of him was a hallucination. "Ya...xi?"
Li Yaxi bit her lip. "Hmm?"
Feng Zihao smiled, very softly, but with great pain. "Ya Xi... it's good that you're back. It's good that you're alright." After saying that, he collapsed.
Li Yaxi was startled, but upon closer inspection, she realized that Feng Zihao had simply fainted. She carried Feng Zihao into the room, poured a large glass of water from her spatial storage and poured it down his throat. She then sat on the edge of the bed and carefully traced Feng Zihao's outline with her fingers.
In truth, Feng Zihao was the kind of handsome, flamboyant kind of handsome, a boy like the sun. It was just that his perpetually cold demeanor made people overlook that he was also just a simple, innocent boy. Li Yaxi thought Feng Zihao was probably also the kind of carefree, arrogant, and impulsive boy, but the burdens of his family and his father's hopes constantly spurred him to mature and become more stable. He became so sensible that everyone forgot this boy who also needed to be loved.
Li Yaxi felt like the biggest jerk in the world. How could she have hurt such a person in her past life? In this life, she was determined to love Feng Zihao well, to repay the debt she owed him from her past life, and to give Feng Zihao a different life, a wonderful life.
When Feng Zihao woke up, he was still a little confused. He remembered waiting for someone at Li Yaxi's door, but how...? Feng Zihao turned his head and saw Li Yaxi in his arms. He immediately held his breath, almost suffocating himself. Perhaps it was because he was relieved to see her return safely, but Feng Zihao felt refreshed all over, as if every pore had been cleansed.
He didn't know how he had gotten through those days. When he went to the hospital that day and didn't see anyone, and heard that he had asked to be discharged, Feng Zihao panicked. He searched everywhere and kept making phone calls until he was completely exhausted.
He felt utterly useless; he realized he knew absolutely nothing about Li Yaxi. He didn't know where she went besides school and home, or who her friends were besides her classmates. He knew nothing. That feeling of powerless defeat erupted the moment he couldn't find Li Yaxi.
He even began to doubt whether he was simply attracted to Li Yaxi's beauty, merely lusting after his looks. Otherwise, how could he know so little about him? Feng Zihao felt like a failure. So this was how he neglected the person he loved; he thought he truly loved her, but all he could manage was this. Fortunately, fate gave him a third chance. The first time, he missed his chance to catch up, and that missed opportunity led to three years of longing. Thankfully, God gave him a second chance, allowing him to meet Li Yaxi. But this time, he lost her again. Thank goodness, Li Yaxi returned. This third time, he was determined to protect this person, the one he wanted to safeguard for the rest of his life.
Li Yaxi woke up when Feng Zihao did, but he didn't want to move and didn't know how to face him. The two lay quietly in bed, one afraid to move for fear of waking the other, and the other unsure how to face the other and unwilling to move.
And so... an eerie silence.
Finally, Li Yaxi broke down. He pretended to have just woken up, sat up, rubbed his eyes, and then looked at Feng Zihao with a slightly dazed expression. "Zihao?"
Her sweet voice and innocent, angelic expression captivated Feng Zihao. He stared blankly at Li Yaxi, unsure what to say or do, completely dumbfounded.
Li Yaxi was delighted. Feng Zihao's words indicated that he would stop being angry if he coaxed her a couple more times. So Li Yaxi nestled back against Feng Zihao's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and felt exceptionally at ease.
"Zihao? Are you angry? Angry that I left without saying goodbye?"
Pressed against Feng Zihao, Li Yaxi looked up at him and said, "Zihao, please don't be angry with me, okay? I..." As she spoke, Li Yaxi lowered her head. Could she say that she didn't do it on purpose? No. She could lie to anyone, but she couldn't lie to Feng Zihao, nor did she want to, so she simply remained silent.
Feng Zihao felt the weight on his body, remained silent for a long time, sighed softly in his heart, and stroked Li Yaxi's soft hair. "Yaxi, wherever you go in the future... at least let me know that you are safe, okay?"
Li Yaxi hugged Feng Zihao's face and kissed him. "Zihao, you're so good to me. I promise I won't be so willful anymore."
Feng Zihao was burning with anxiety. He needed to cool down and get away from the source of the fire. So, like a deserter, he carried Li Yaxi back to the bed. Heaven knows how reluctant he was to part with her. Then, he quickly got dressed, said "I'm going to cook," and hid in the kitchen.
Li Yaxi sat on the bed, quietly watching this boy who would rather get hurt herself than hurt him in the slightest. Her eyes were like a clear spring, crystal clear yet mixed with too much.
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