"What did I call you?"
Shen Zhiyi snuggled against him, her tears covering him, and looked up at him with a pitiful expression.
"Honey."
As if she had just thought of something, she pouted her lips and looked at him with her nose red.
"I've been hit and injured like this, am I still supposed to follow the rules?"
Her words were coquettish and playful, as if the habit of acting coquettishly was etched into his very bones, and they came out to him naturally.
A long-lost sense of familiarity.
The long-lost intimacy of hers...
Jiang Jinwang stared blankly.
My heart suddenly clenched.
When they were together, he had too many "requirements" for her, such as not being too intimate in the workplace.
It would make him lose his composure.
Surprisingly, even though she had amnesia, she still remembered this...
He looked down at the soft, delicate bundle in his arms.
The familiar weight, the trembling, shrinking shoulders, the choked breaths…
In the countless midnight dreams he had, the longing that seeped into his very bones, the scent emanating from her was exactly the same.
Tears, temperature, fragrance...
She embraced him so genuinely.
It was something familiar that he had never forgotten, yet it was so strange that it made him uneasy.
Jiang Jinwang, don't even dream about it.
He closed his eyes.
He reached out, grabbed her shoulders, and pushed her away from his embrace.
It felt like peeling away flesh and blood.
The pain in his heart caused his fingertips to tremble uncontrollably.
Shen Zhiyi pouted and looked at him with increasingly pitiful eyes.
Meeting his cold, sharp eyes, she finally gave in.
Okay, okay.
"In the workplace, I won't call you 'husband,' I'll call you Jiang Jinwang, Jiang Jinwang, okay?"
She released his waist.
Touching the gauze on her head, she immediately hissed softly in pain, "It hurts so much..."
She burst into tears again and threw herself into his arms.
"Jiang Jinwang, it's all your fault."
"If you hadn't told me to work overtime and go to that seaside restaurant by myself first, I wouldn't have been hit by a car."
She was clutching his white coat.
Tears fell one by one onto the back of his hand.
Jiang Jinwang stopped abruptly as if he had been burned, his eyes wide with surprise.
Seaside restaurant...
It was the time when they were most inseparable, six months into their relationship.
Has her memory stopped here?
He lowered his eyes.
Seeing the bewildered yet dependent expression in her red, watery eyes.
There was no resentment or bitterness like when breaking up.
There was no anger during an argument.
There was only pure fear and... adorable attachment.
She clung tightly to his clothes as if grasping at a straw.
Jiang Jinwang's heart began to pound violently.
turn out to be……
Do you remember him...?
even……
She still loves him.
A flame suddenly ignited in Jiang Jinwang's cold eyes, burning brighter and brighter until the blood in his body boiled.
His heart was filled with emotion.
This time, he succumbed to his overwhelming longing and did not push her away.
She pursed her lips.
The arm that had been hanging in mid-air paused for a few seconds, then slowly fell and gently wrapped around her back.
The force was very light.
It was as if I were holding a treasure that I had lost and then regained, yet I was afraid of breaking it.
"It was my fault."
He finally spoke.
His voice was low and hoarse, carrying a base apology that only he himself knew.
“It’s all my fault,” he repeated.
Stray strands of hair fell, obscuring her eyelashes and concealing all her dark and ambiguous emotions.
The wind from outside the window sneaks in, rippling the surface of my heart.
He looked down at the hair buried in his chest, his heart ached, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed back the truth that was about to slip out.
—It's better to forget about it.
A thought that even he himself despised flashed through his mind.
At least that way, she was still willing to hold him and cry.
They still call him by his name.
Even if...
This is a fleeting illusion bought with forgetting.
Any proof of her existence is fine.
Upon seeing this, the nurse next to him exclaimed in surprise, "Dr. Jiang, is this your girlfriend?"
Jiang Jinwang lifted his eyes, a deep meaning flowing in them.
But he answered firmly.
"Um."
"She's afraid of pain, so be gentle when changing her dressing."
Shen Zhiyi paused for a moment, then let go of her hand.
He has always hated showing affection in public, so why is he admitting it this time?
He even asked his colleagues to take care of her?
The nurse laughed in surprise.
"Dr. Jiang is so good to his girlfriend."
At the hospital, he doesn't even bother to look at others, let alone show concern.
So this is how much he cherishes his girlfriend in private.
She almost bumped into something.
"I was wondering why you didn't contact her family. Turns out you are one of them."
She winked at Shen Zhiyi, "Don't worry, I'm very good at acupuncture and dressing, I guarantee it won't hurt!"
Shen Zhiyi smiled at her.
"Thank you for your help."
The nurse's heart softened.
Ouch.
Dr. Jiang's girlfriend is so sweet and obedient, no wonder he cherishes her so much.
Jiang Jinwang's gaze swept over the bag that had just been placed on the bedside table.
Without making a sound, he helped Shen Zhiyi lie down and brushed aside a strand of hair that had fallen onto the bandage with his fingertips.
The movements are gentle.
"You should get some sleep first."
"I'll go let your parents know I'm safe. Don't worry."
"Mmm." Shen Zhiyi trusted him and pressed her face against his palm, rubbed it against it, and closed her eyes.
Complete trust.
Complete dependence.
Jiang Jinwang felt a sour and swollen feeling in his chest.
But all those emotions were dispelled by her unreserved closeness.
All that remains is a deep longing to hold onto her.
He stared at her drooping eyelashes with dark eyes, picked up the paper bag on the table, and walked out of the ward expressionlessly.
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