But then I thought, aside from that madman Cheng Muyun who would believe her, Chen Hede, an extremely rational policeman, would definitely not believe that she came from the future.
Because she herself can't believe it now.
"No... What would I be hiding from you?"
Chen Hede still recognized the words, and his eyes were like a wolf eyeing its prey as he looked at Xu Zhuohua.
His voice was very low, "It's okay if you don't want to tell me, but Miss Xu, please remember, if one day you want to leave Cheng Muyun, tell me, and I will help you."
Xu Zhuohua paused for a moment, her eyes flickering, then turned her back to Chen Hede, saying, "I hope that day will never come."
Chen Hede sighed, stood up and walked out. At the door, he turned back and said, "I'll inform Xu Jixin now and have him come pick you up."
Whether it was the effect of the medication or the fact that the knot in her heart had finally been untied, Xu Zhuohua drifted off to sleep.
When she woke up, she saw Cheng Muyun and Xu Jixin looking at her with concern.
"Cheng Muyun?" Xu Zhuohua thought she was dreaming.
When Cheng Muyun lowered his gaze, his eyelashes cast dark shadows beneath his eyes, and his pupils held an unyielding melancholy, tinged with subtle unease. He pursed his lips, a very soft sigh escaping his throat: "Zhuohua, why did you leave without a word?"
Xu Zhuohua looked at Chen Hede on the other side and raised his chin. "They have already read the letter."
Cheng Muyun said, "I saw the letter Xiao Wuxin wrote to you, why didn't you just give it to me?"
Xu Zhuohua felt wronged, as if she had done something wrong.
"I tried to persuade you, but you wouldn't listen and even locked me up. How am I supposed to talk to you now?"
Cheng Muyun frowned deeply, then sighed deeply, "I was wrong."
Xu Zhuohua looked at Cheng Muyun, who had his head down, and there was no trace of his usual stern demeanor.
A bitter, aching feeling welled up inside her, and she suddenly realized that beneath that imposing exterior lay nothing more than an ordinary person who was afraid, panicked, and clenched her vulnerability into a fist behind her back.
At this moment, his drooping head made her feel more suffocated than ever before—as if there was a wad of wet cotton stuck there. She wanted to reach out and pat his shoulder, but her fingertips stopped in mid-air. In the end, she only gently tugged at his sleeve.
Xu Zhuohua asked softly, "So, can you please not go against the Si family? I'm scared."
She didn't say it aloud because she was afraid of losing Cheng Muyun.
For the first time ever, Cheng Muyun nodded.
Xu Zhuohua asked in surprise, "Really?"
Cheng Muyun replied softly, "Yes, really, I'll listen to you."
Xu Zhuohua's departure this time really frightened Cheng Muyun.
He practically turned the entire city of Xinhai upside down last night.
Inside the Paramount Ballroom, he wanted to open every single box and take a look.
But everyone said they had never seen Xu Zhuohua, and Cheng Muyun was on the verge of collapse.
He insisted on investigating the Luo family for the money, for more weapons, and to protect the country from decay. But once the most important person was lost, he didn't care about national interests or anything else.
When Xu Jixin came to inform him, Cheng Muyun walked into the ward and saw Xu Zhuohua's pale lips and the liquid attached to her hand. He immediately slapped himself twice.
After listening to Chen Hede's account of what happened and reading the letter, he was quite certain that Xu Zhuohua valued him highly.
Thinking of his imprisonment these past few days, he secretly vowed in his heart that he would do anything as long as Xu Zhuohua woke up safely.
As long as Xu Zhuohua still wants him, he will obediently listen to her.
Xu Zhuohua's fingertips trembled as she sat up, her knees pressed against the edge of the hospital bed. The wind that swept up when she threw herself into Cheng Muyun's arms ruffled the stray hairs on his forehead.
She buried her face in his collar, her nose brushing against his collarbone beneath his suit jacket. "You should have listened to me sooner..."
Her throat tightened, and tears splattered onto his shirt, leaving dark stains. She gripped the fabric of his back tightly, as if afraid that if she let go, he would drift away with the wind.
"Cheng Muyun, you're so annoying..." Her voice trembled with a coquettish tone, but she hugged him even tighter, rubbing her chin against his shoulder and feeling the muffled vibrations in his chest.
All she heard was him sighing as his arms slowly encircled her waist, his palms burning hot against her lower back through her clothes.
"It was my fault." His voice was terribly hoarse. He brushed his chin against the top of her head and patted her back gently with his fingertips, like coaxing a tantrum-stricken child. "I'll listen to you from now on."
The person in his arms cried even harder, her tears soaking a patch of his collar, but she refused to look up—at this moment she didn't care about saving face, she just curled up into his arms, smelling the familiar scent, and suddenly felt that the fear hidden in her heart could be gradually dispelled by this not-so-wide but reassuring embrace.
Cheng Muyun gently coaxed the person he loved in his arms.
Chen Hede was stung by the scene before him, and felt powerless to fill his heart.
He felt that the distance between him and Xu Zhuohua was not just a narrow hospital bed, but as far as the sky and the earth. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get into Xu Zhuohua's heart.
Cheng Muyun, however, easily occupied the most important place in Xu Zhuohua's heart.
Xu Jixin, standing to the side, said, "Seeing you two crying like this, I would think Zhuohua has an incurable disease."
Xu Zhuohua finally raised her head, giving him a disdainful look with her wet eyes. "What do you know?"
Xu Jixin crossed his arms and swayed his body. "Alright, alright, I don't understand, I don't understand, but now I need to borrow your Young Marshal Cheng. The special envoy from Nanjing has already crossed the Yangtze River Bridge. He's after the weapons we seized from Miyata last time. He's not easy to deal with."
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