Jing Weiyang seemed to hear the sound of the protective shield around her shattering. The smile on her face disappeared, and she even stammered, "Go...go back?"
Jing Chenguang, however, seemed oblivious to her concerns and embarrassment, his smile as gentle and dignified as ever.
"Okay, I'll take you home. I'm sorry, Xiao Yang, your brother is too late."
As he spoke, he grasped the girl's soft little hand, feeling as if he were holding a piece of soft jade.
Jing Weiyang looked up at him, her expression filled with confusion: "But how do I get back? Can I go back after I've come here?"
"Of course you can. Your injuries have healed. As long as you agree to come back with me, you'll be discharged from the hospital soon."
Jing Weiyang seemed to grasp something in an instant, and her voice rose slightly: "My injuries? What happened to me?"
“You were in a car accident,” Jing Chenguang said, a hint of pain flashing in his eyes.
Jing Weiyang seemed extremely surprised: "I was in a car accident? But I have no recollection of it... Why would I be in a car accident?"
Jing Chenguang's eyes flickered: "I don't know either. The driver died on the spot, you fell into a coma, there were no cameras at the scene, and nobody knows what happened."
"I see..." Jing Weiyang was a little disappointed by her brother's answer, but she didn't say anything.
She bit her lip and lowered her head, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion.
She had actually transmigrated into the book because of a car accident, but she couldn't remember anything at all.
Jing Chenguang felt heartbroken seeing Jing Weiyang so downcast.
"It's okay if you can't remember. As long as you go back, everything will be alright."
He reached out to hug her, but Jing Weiyang dodged him.
Seeing his sister's actions, a shadow crossed Jing Chenguang's eyes, but when he looked up again, his eyes were clear and bright, as if it were just an illusion.
Her brother kept mentioning going back, which made Jing Weiyang even more flustered.
She knew her brother was right, but the thought of never seeing Shen Yu again after leaving filled her with indescribable panic and distress, as if someone were trying to rip her heart out of her chest.
If she leaves, what will happen to Shen Yu? Will he be able to accept it?
Seeing the struggle and pain on Jing Weiyang's face, the tenderness in Jing Chenguang's eyes gradually turned into a deep sorrow.
While Jing Weiyang's mind was in a complete mess, he suddenly spoke:
“I’ve seen all the reports online. I’m sorry you’ve suffered these past few days. I’ll make it up to you when we get back.”
Cool fingertips touched her cheek, and Jing Weiyang looked up in surprise.
Meeting her brother's slightly somber gaze, she instinctively wanted to retort.
No, she didn't suffer too much injustice; Shen Yu has always protected her very well.
Jing Chenguang seemed to see through her thoughts, pressing his fingertips down on her explanation: "There's nothing here worth your lingering for. Forgetting everything is the right thing to do."
Have you forgotten everything?
This thought, however, acted like a switch, directly triggering Jing Weiyang's fragile nerves, and she could no longer hold back:
"Brother, can you let me go home? I... I want to see my husband. I have something to say to him, I..."
Jing Chenguang's face darkened instantly, and he interrupted her without hesitation:
"You don't have a husband. This is just a world in a book, everything is fake! Including your so-called marriage, that laughable affection!"
Jing Weiyang looked at him in surprise, her innocent eyes revealing hurt.
Jing Chenguang also got angry, grabbed Jing Weiyang's slender wrist and forcefully pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.
His movements were rough and domineering, yet the expression on his face as he bent down to kiss the girl's forehead was so devout and tender:
"Xiao Yang, I know you can't accept it right now, but it's okay. Your brother will always be with you. Forget about what happened here and come back with me. I will always be by your side."
Jing Weiyang stared at him with wide eyes, as if she couldn't understand what he was saying.
Jing Chenguang was captivated by the stunning beauty that bloomed amidst her vulnerability, and couldn't help but lower his head.
Just as he was about to touch the corner of her lips, Jing Weiyang turned her face away in fright, her voice filled with a panic she herself couldn't understand: "Brother, what are you doing?"
The woman's tearful voice was like a bucket of cold water poured over him, jolting Jing Chenguang back to his senses.
Realizing he had almost done something he shouldn't have, his face turned very pale.
As he said "I'm sorry," the pressure on his hands unconsciously loosened.
The moment he loosened his grip, the girl in his arms fled to the side as if escaping for her life.
Looking at his suddenly empty embrace, Jing Chenguang felt an indescribable sense of loss.
He glanced deeply at the girl beside him, who was avoiding his gaze, and slowly stood up:
"There's chicken soup simmering in the kitchen, I'll go get some for you."
Jing Weiyang wanted to say no, but the strange atmosphere made her feel inexplicably afraid, so she lowered her head and pretended not to hear.
Jing Chenguang waited for a while, then left in disappointment.
As soon as he disappeared from the living room, the girl who had been sitting "disappointed" in her seat suddenly jumped up and ran straight to the chair he had put on his coat.
When Jing Weiyang pulled out the black phone, her eyes lit up.
But her smile quickly faded; they actually wanted a password!
She frowned and thought for a moment, then tried entering her brother's birthday.
The prompt says "Try again".
She entered his ID number.
"One more time"
After losing many times and realizing she was running out of time, she decided to give up and enter her own birthday number.
It actually got solved!
A look of surprise flashed in Jing Weiyang's eyes. She didn't even have time to think about why her brother's phone number was her birthday. She was in a hurry to call Shen Yu.
The moment she dialed the number, she felt incredibly fortunate. Thankfully, Shen Yu had forced her to memorize his phone number, saying that she was too stupid to lose it and never find it again, and that she should at least remember her husband's phone number.
The sweetness of the past now feels like torture when I think back on it.
She waited anxiously, but for some reason, the phone, which was usually answered quickly, remained unanswered.
Jing Weiyang was getting more and more panicked. Hurry up, answer it quickly! She couldn't let her brother find out!
Just then, a deep male voice suddenly rang out from behind: "What are you doing?"
Jing Weiyang's blood seemed to freeze—
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[Xiao Yi's words: Hehe, does your brother think the same way as you guys?]
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