Zhao Cheng noticed immediately and wanted to check the situation, but Zhu Qingyun held him tightly. Forcibly pulling him away would inevitably hurt him, so he had to give up.
A moment later, Zhu Qingyun smiled and raised her head, looking at Zhao Cheng with deep affection in her eyes, and reached out to touch his face.
However, the sharp-eyed Zhao Cheng noticed in the candlelight that her eyes were red and seemed to have tear stains.
He panicked immediately and quickly reached out to wipe it, and sure enough, there was some.
"Ah-Jun, Ah-Jun, why are you crying? Did I do something wrong? Or are you feeling unwell?"
"Don't cry, I'm here. Don't cry, what's wrong? Can you tell me?"
Zhu Qingyun's tears were originally from laughter. She threw herself into Zhao Cheng's arms because it seemed like it had been a long time since she had seen this man so helpless in front of her.
Moreover, since the Zhu family's accident, everyone has been pretending to be strong. She really misses her lover's embrace and his familiar scent.
As a result, after rushing in, I was laughing so hard that I couldn't help but burst into tears.
For Zhu Qingyun, this hug came far too late.
When the Zhu family had their accident, Zhao Cheng was away on a business trip. She had finally looked forward to being reunited with her husband, but Zhao Cheng appeared in front of her covered in injuries, making her afraid to even touch him.
After finally recovering from his injuries, Zhao Cheng started working with Zhu Yanzhi again, running around for their families, secretly going up the mountain, into the city, and doing the work assigned by the team...
Faced with the concern and worry in Zhao Cheng's eyes, she couldn't say anything. She forced a smile, shook her head, and then threw herself into her lover's arms.
Zhao Cheng had a guess as well, and gently patted her back.
"It's my fault. I haven't hugged Ah-Jun in so long. Our Ah-Jun must be feeling extremely wronged. It's all my fault."
I should have hugged you when I got back. I'm so stupid, I didn't even think of that. Ah-Jun, please forgive me?
"Yeah, it's you. You came back with such bad injuries that I didn't even dare to hug you. You're so silly!"
Zhu Qingyun's voice had a strong nasal tone, which made Zhao Cheng feel distressed, so he quickly comforted her.
"Yes, it was my fault. I'll never do it again. Please forgive me this once, okay?"
Zhao Cheng gently held his wife in his arms, his heart filled with guilt and heartache. He wanted to kiss her cheek, but found that his wife's face was completely hidden inside his clothes.
"Ah-Jun, can you loosen it a little? It's hard to breathe through your clothes, what if you suffocate? Let's loosen it a little..."
"No, I won't! Zhao Cheng, do you know how terrified I was when I saw you like that? I thought... I thought you'd never wake up again... Waaah..."
Zhao Cheng's throat tightened suddenly, and he could hardly breathe as he listened to Zhu Qingyun's muffled sobs.
He wanted to speak up and comfort him, but his throat felt blocked, and he couldn't make a sound.
It took him a while to regain his tone.
"It's all my fault for making Ah-Jun worry so much, I'm so sorry..."
As he spoke, tears welled up in Zhao Cheng's eyes, but he kept stroking Zhu Qingyun's hair.
That period was so dark, yet I was either not by her side or covered in injuries that frightened her...
Thinking about all this, Zhao Cheng was filled with deep self-reproach, wishing he could slap himself a few more times.
Just then, he heard a muffled sound coming from his arms again.
"You still haven't told me where you got those injuries. I'm not going to forgive you so easily."
Zhao Cheng's breath hitched, and his hand stroking her hair stopped, but he quickly regained his composure.
"Really? Ah-Jun really won't forgive me? What should I do?"
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