Chapter 55 You Are My Miracle
Lu Jin lowered the girl's hand, no longer covering her ears. He lowered his head, his deliberately soft voice as if coaxing her, "Zhenzhen, coax me."
He knew that the girl couldn't stand it when he spoke to her in such a nagging voice.
Sure enough, she shuddered and, without saying a word, straightened up and pounced on him like a hungry tiger, shouting, "Lu Jin, you're my precious darling!"
Stimulate.
That was so exciting!
Even after fulfilling the boy's request, Xia Zhen was still so excited that her legs were dangling and swaying even while sitting on the bench.
She hadn't forgotten the box of sushi she'd placed on the ground when she'd blindfolded the boy during the sneak attack. Even though it was cold, she still ate it with relish.
Xia Zhen fed a piece of sushi to the boy and asked him with a smile, "Is it good?"
Lu Jin never had much of a appetite, but because this was food she had fed him, he nodded gently, "Delicious."
Xia Zhen pursed her lips and smiled even more happily.
Lu Jin reached out and zipped up the school uniform jacket she was wearing. "Were you bullied?"
Xia Zhen shook her head, "I won't let anyone bully me."
She felt a little guilty. Despite Lu Jin's seemingly indifferent attitude towards many things, he was actually a very perceptive person.
She was slightly injured, came to the hospital, and hadn't had dinner yet... All signs indicated that she was in some trouble.
Lu Jin pretended not to notice the girl's guilty conscience and looked at her.
She stuffed a mouthful of sushi into her mouth, her cheeks puffed out, but she chewed slowly and deliberately, subtly observing his expression, like a hamster that worries about its nest being destroyed while eating.
On a whim, he reached out and poked her cheek with his finger. "Zhenzhen."
She responded blankly, "Hmm?"
"They took me for a check-up today, and the doctor said my leg is recovering very quickly; it's practically a miracle."
The "they" he referred to were Lu Huiming and Hao Hui.
When Lu Huiming heard the doctor say that Lu Jin's leg was showing signs of recovery, he was both surprised and delighted, and he looked like he was about to cry tears of joy.
As for Hao Hui, she seemed completely stunned. No matter how excitedly Lu Huiming shouted, she didn't seem to react. She stayed quietly in the corner for a long time before finally turning her gaze to Lu Jin, and didn't move her eyes for a long time.
Lu Huiming said she was overjoyed and didn't know how to react.
But Lu Jin could guess what she was thinking.
Hao Hui was thinking about why her most beloved youngest son was lying in a hospital bed, unconscious, while Lu Jin, who was in a wheelchair, had the hope of standing up.
This world is so unfair.
Indeed, the world has never been fair.
Lu Jin tucked a stray strand of the girl's hair behind her ear and said softly, "Zhenzhen, you are my miracle."
If it weren't for her, he would never have rekindled his hope of getting back on his feet.
Lu Jin has been having frequent dreams lately. Sometimes he dreams of a snowy night when he was seven, and other times he dreams of a day when he was eight and after school, in which a girl who didn't exist in his memory appears in his dream.
He knew it was just a dream, but the girl in the dream gave him such a warm feeling that he was willing to believe it, but he dared not delve into it. He wondered if this girl who brought him the miracle might just disappear one day, just as she had suddenly appeared in his life.
Xia Zhen put down her unfinished food, grabbed his hand, and moved closer to him. Her dark eyes reflected the boy's face, as if shining brightly. "So you have to hold on to me tightly, and don't let me run away."
He lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, "Yes, I will hold you tight, Zhenzhen. I will try my best to stand up as soon as possible."
Then, he would stand by her side without hesitation and protect her.
Even if it means resorting to any means necessary.
Xia Zhen, oblivious to his desperate gamble, picked up the box of sushi again. "Lu Jin, open your mouth, ah—"
Instead of cooperating with her, he reached out and pulled up the zipper of the girl's school uniform, which she had unzipped at some point.
Xia Zhen complained, dissatisfied, "It doesn't look good when it's pulled up!"
Lu Jin patted her head and said, "Sweetie, it's cold at night."
"I don't feel cold!"
"By the time you feel cold, you've already caught a cold."
This sounds like something a mother who's worried sick about her child would say.
Even though the boy has an unusual physique, no one can deny the warm and beautiful relationship between him and the girl on this bench under the streetlight.
Under the trees not far away, there was a place without lights.
The tall, slender boy had been standing there for who knows how long, and he was carrying a bag of medicine, but he hadn't had a chance to use it.
Compared to the figures huddled together, his solitary figure seemed much more lonely.
Song Heng habitually reached into his pocket and belatedly realized that he didn't have a smoking habit yet.
Yes, habits are indeed very difficult to change.
It's like the moment he saw her injured, he would unconsciously buy medicine and come to find her.
Song Heng returned home in silence.
His father frowned. "You're home so late. Where have you been gallivanting around this time?"
Song Heng did not answer and went upstairs without saying a word.
"Song Heng! You stop right there!"
Song Heng, of course, did not stand still; only his father, who was furious, and his mother, who was trying to appease him, remained.
Song Heng returned to his room, casually placed the things he was carrying on the bedside table, sat on the bed, and called a few of his cronies to play games together. They played until two or three in the morning, when he finally felt sleepy. Regardless of the unfinished game, he threw his phone down and fell asleep.
He had a dream that seemed to take him back to the past.
Inside the Xia family's old house, Tang Susu bumped into a girl wearing a skirt.
The girl stood up from the ground. She had been arrogantly looking for Tang Susu to settle scores, but the moment she saw him arrive, she burst into tears and ran towards him, holding out her injured hand. She said pitifully, "Song Heng, I'm injured."
Tears streamed down her face. This pampered young lady always liked to use minor scrapes and bumps as an excuse to act cute.
He knew she was putting on an act to some extent.
But they are engaged. If she doesn't act coquettishly towards him, who else can she act coquettishly towards?
He couldn't help but go along with her wishes every time, just like this time. He took her hand, pulled her to his side, and softly asked her, "What's wrong?"
She pointed at Tang Susu without any politeness, "She hit me!"
Tang Susu was so nervous that she didn't know what to do.
Four o'clock in the morning.
Song Heng woke up with a start. He slowly sat up in bed, his vision filled with darkness. In the quiet room, he could only hear his own breathing.
The voice was reminding him that this was reality, and that everything in his dream had been reversed in reality.
Xia Zhen still fell, but she didn't cry to him, nor did she show any sign of pain from her injury in front of him.
When she saw the white-haired boy who was unable to walk properly, she cried and acted coquettishly towards him.
With a wave of his hand, Song Heng scattered the bag of medicine on the bedside table onto the floor.
He was breathing rapidly, and felt inexplicably suffocated.
After a long while, his emotions gradually calmed down, and the darkness in his eyes slowly dissipated. He found the most reasonable excuse for his abnormality.
It's just a habit.
It's just a habit, nothing more.
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