The door slowly opened.
He saw the face that haunted his dreams.
A little something...
Jiang Jinwang's cold pupils suddenly contracted, and he opened his lips to murmur.
His throat was so congested that he couldn't utter a single sound.
The shock was so intense that he felt like he was in a dream, and his consciousness became hazy.
He just stared at her blankly.
He watched her walk into the entryway, wearing a white dress and carrying two bulging plastic bags.
He watched her turn around and close the door, then bend down to change her shoes.
He watched as she looked up and met his gaze.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
The plastic bag fell to the ground with a "thud".
The tomatoes and potatoes inside rolled out and tumbled around on the floor.
Shen Zhiyi's eyes widened, her hand still holding the bag.
Her gaze was fixed on him.
First came bewilderment, then an overwhelming sense of astonishment and joy.
"Jiang Jinwang, you're awake!"
Her voice trembled, and her eyes were red.
He strode towards him.
She ran so fast that she almost stumbled and fell into his arms.
A warm weight pressed against my chest.
It carried the lovely scent of gardenias that he had been longing for day and night.
The pain in her abdomen, her scalding tears, her soft hair, and her uncontrollable sobs...
Everything and everything.
Everything is proving that this is not a dream.
It is real.
His life is not yet over.
Before Jiang Jinwang could react, his arm had already instinctively wrapped around her.
"Xiao Yi..." he finally spoke, his voice rough and calloused, "It really is you..."
Am I dreaming?
"You're back?"
He lowered his head, his nose brushing against her soft hair, and asked, somewhat bewildered, "I'm not dead?"
"Pah, pah, pah!" Shen Zhiyi tilted her head back from his embrace, tiptoed to touch the top of his head, "What are you saying that's unlucky?"
“You’ve just been lying in bed for more than half a month, what’s with all this talk about dying?”
"Quickly spit three times and pat the wooden head."
She ruffled his hair.
Force, touch, body temperature.
Everything was unbelievably real.
A mist welled up in Jiang Jinwang's eyes as he cupped her face in his hands, his body trembling slightly.
It's really...it's true...
He stroked her face with his thumb, as if holding a unique treasure, his gaze lingering on her.
He kept repeating it in disbelief.
"You're back..."
"They're really back..."
After remembering everything, she was still willing to come back and love him...
Jiang Jinwang felt that even if he died like this, it would be worth it.
"Where else can I go if I don't come back?"
Shen Zhiyi smiled.
"Oh right, you still have injuries." She wiped away her tears and tried carefully to wriggle out of his embrace. "Did I hurt you just now?"
Jiang Jinwang pulled her back into his arms.
Hold on tight.
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."
Shen Zhiyi hugged him, resting her head against his chest with trust and affection, and nuzzled him.
"You've slept for so long, are you hungry?"
"Sit down and rest for a bit, I'll go get you something to eat."
"I'm not hungry, I won't eat." Jiang Jinwang refused to let go. "I just want to hold you like this, to hold you a little longer."
Shen Zhiyi smiled helplessly.
"Then I'll sit on the sofa with you."
Jiang Jinwang then embraced her and moved over.
Shen Zhiyi chuckled and sat down with him. She looked up at his deep brows and eyes, and her gaze softened instantly as she looked at him intently.
"Okay, let me check the injury."
"It's almost healed, don't let it break again."
"I change your dressings every day, and it's tiring for me too."
Upon hearing her say she was tired, Jiang Jinwang immediately let go, lifted the hem of his clothes, and showed her his injuries.
"Xiaoyi, I'm sorry." His eyes darkened, and his voice was filled with guilt. "Why didn't you put me in the hospital?"
"It must be very hard for you to take care of me all by yourself."
"It's my fault for being useless and making you tired."
Shen Zhiyi checked the injury and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the bandage was not bleeding.
She put down his clothes and pressed herself against his chest again.
"Fool, I was just kidding."
"I'm not tired, not tired at all."
"The doctor said your injuries are not serious, you just don't want to wake up. So I thought that if I brought you back to a familiar environment, you would recover faster."
"That way, we won't waste any beds."
She tilted her head back and kissed him on the chin.
"Mainly, I want to sleep with you every day." Her eyes were gentle. "It's too inconvenient in the hospital."
Jiang Jinwang was deeply moved.
He put his arm around her waist and cupped her face in his large hands, caressing it.
"I thought you would blame me, hate me, and that after I lied to you and did those despicable things, you would never want to talk to me again and would never come back to me..."
He lowered his eyes, pain still lingering in them. "When Song Mingzhao took you away, you had no idea how much it hurt me..."
"I know." Shen Zhiyi covered his hand with utmost solemnity. "I know everything."
He wouldn't have been unconscious for so long if he hadn't lost his will to live.
“I called Song Mingzhao to the hospital that day so that he could explain to you in person. It’s also my fault for being physically weak; I fainted as soon as I saw him.”
"I didn't have time to tell you that he's my cousin, not the lover you think he is."
"What?" Jiang Jinwang thought he had misheard.
He lifted his eyelids and stared at her in shock, "Cousin?"
"Hmm." Shen Zhiyi sighed and nodded. "Six months ago, I wanted to explain to you, but you broke up with me first."
"Those words were left unsaid."
Jiang Jinwang was stunned.
Then, joy burst forth in his chest and spread to his limbs and bones.
He suddenly turned his head.
I looked at the pair of ceramic cups leaning against each other on the table.
Thinking of the words "I will always love you" that Shen Zhiyi had personally carved, my blood was ignited.
She loves him.
I truly love him!
I only love him!
Jiang Jinwang almost burst into tears again.
Boundless joy brings endless remorse.
"What have I done..." He hugged her again, his forehead pressed against hers, his eyes reddening. "It's all my fault..."
Break up with her, lie to her, throw away her medication...
Everything...
At this moment, it all seems ridiculous and unnecessary.
"I am guilty..." He closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face, "a terrible, terrible sin..."
"Will you forgive me, Xiaoyi...?"
Shen Zhiyi cupped his face, wiped away his tears, pressed her lips to his, and gently kissed him.
"If you are guilty, then I am willing to be your sin-eater."
"I don't blame you."
"From now on, let's live together innocently and honestly, okay?"
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