Luo Xiaoyi finally turned her gaze to his face, her eyes widening in shock. "Zihan?" She then closed her eyes with difficulty, taking a deep breath. Her whole body trembled slightly from the pain. A bitter smile curved her lips. Zihan was already with Bai Zhi, about to get married. How could he be here? She must be dreaming…
It seemed she was about to lose consciousness again, but she didn't want to fall asleep. She still wanted to see Ou Zihan's face a little longer, even in her dream, she was careful not to shatter the dream.
She forced herself to open her eyes again, and heard Ou Zihan calling her, "Xiaoyi, wake up, you're not mistaken, it really is me, it really is me, I'm back, I'll never leave you again..." His voice was hoarse, filled with endless sorrow.
His warm lips pressed against her forehead, and she felt their warmth and softness, along with his familiar scent. Was this touch so real? This scent still intoxicated her. It didn't feel like a dream; was it really real?
Her dazed feeling had disappeared.
She struggled to open her eyes, and what met her eyes was still Ou Zihan's magnified handsome face, the face that caused her so much heartache! An involuntary surge of pain welled up inside her, and tears welled up in her eyes.
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What's this man doing here again? Wasn't he going to marry Bai Zhi? Is he here to toy with her again? Although she's ordinary, poor, and has nothing, she absolutely cannot let anyone toy with her like this! Not even the man she loves!
A flame suddenly ignited in her dark eyes. Even if she died alone, she would rather not be bullied by a man like this!
"Ou Zihan, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be preparing for your wedding with Bai Zhi? You're not welcome here, get out!" Luo Xiaoyi's voice was weak, but it was a low growl, and there was a hint of hatred in her dark eyes.
Ou Zihan gripped her arm painfully. "That Bai Zhi was Li Mei in disguise. It was all a conspiracy she planned from beginning to end. She specially made a human skin mask and stuck it on her face to deceive us."
"Xiaoyi, I'm sorry. It's all my fault for not being firm in my stance. I was fooled. It's all my fault. I will never leave you again. You will always be the woman I love most, and I will never change my mind for anything."
His voice choked with sobs, his eyes red and blurry with tears, revealing his true feelings without the slightest pretense. This was the real Ou Zihan, setting aside all money and status, simply a man's declaration of love to the woman he loved.
Luo Xiaoyi was stunned. How could such an unbelievable thing happen to her? "Li Mei? Human skin mask? Isn't she dead?" She looked at him in disbelief.
Ou Zihan recounted Li Mei's conspiracy from beginning to end. Of course, he chose to downplay the seriousness of his mother's misdeeds and blame everything on Li Mei.
Because after he marries Luo Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi will need to get along well with her mother, since they are family, and he doesn't want Xiaoyi to have any lingering resentment. Anyway, regardless of his mother's attitude, once the time is right and he gets rid of that grandson Tang Yu, he will definitely marry the woman he wants.
"Shaoyi is dead? This Shaoyi is fake. This fake Shaoyi killed my child? Waaaaah, waaaah, my brother is dead, and my child is gone too, waaaah..." Upon hearing this, Luo Xiaoyi burst into tears. She covered her empty lower abdomen with her hands, feeling the pain inside. She kept crying and crying, and Ou Zihan's heart broke.
Ou Zihan pulled her into his warm embrace, burying his handsome chin in her dark hair. His warm tears dampened her hair. "Xiaoyi, don't cry. You still have me. I'm your family. We'll have children in the future, we'll have a whole bunch of children. Don't cry, don't cry..."
His voice was hoarse. He tried to comfort his woman and not cry, but he himself kept shedding tears. It was the first time he, a grown man, had realized that he could shed so many tears. His poor child, "Daddy didn't even get to see what you looked like before you were gone."
His heart was pounding with pain.
Luo Xiaoyi stopped talking and buried her face in his warm, strong chest, crying and crying, her tears soaking Ou Zihan's white shirt...
Ou Zihan held her soft, frail body tightly, so tightly that he would never let go, not for the rest of his life.
Luo Xiaoyi had lost too much. Like someone trapped in a swamp, she clung to his warm chest like a lifeline. But was this man truly hers? After everything she had been through, if she still didn't understand, she would be a fool.
Luo Xiaoyi cried for a long, long time. She suddenly pushed him away and sat on the bed in her hospital gown, staring at him. He was stunned. What was wrong with her?
"Ou Zihan, go. Our fate is over. No, our relationship was a disaster, a mistake. This time it was a conspiracy, but what about next time? And the time after that? Until Bai Zhi comes back, will we repeat the same mistakes again? I don't want to. I don't have the strength to endure it anymore. Go, go quickly, and don't ever appear in front of me again!"
Luo Xiaoyi roared, completely driven mad. She had figured it out: she would never again allow herself to suffer a fate worse than death for a moment of warmth! No matter how much she craved this warmth, no matter how much she longed for this love, she would rather live in hell than go through it again.
Because what can a person who is barely clinging to life endure?
She is strong at heart; even after suffering so many blows, she can still push away warmth. This is something most women can't do; most women are quite fragile.
Ou Zihan stared at her blankly. How afraid was she of his betrayal again that she pushed him away? But Bai Zhi's question had become a historical issue between them.
He suddenly realized that anything he said at this point would be in vain. If he said he loved her, she would definitely not believe him. If he said she was Bai Zhi, it would be like adding fuel to the fire. The only thing he could do now was to prove that Luo Xiaoyi was Bai Zhi. Only then could their problems be resolved.
However, this proof takes time.
"Xiaoyi, are you hungry? I'll go get you something to eat. The doctor said you're weak, so I'll make you some nutritious porridge. It'll be easier to digest and absorb." He looked at her with doting eyes, gently stroking her hair with his large hand. His voice was so warm, like a gentle current from a hot spring flowing into her heart.
She was stunned. She'd been so heartlessly kicking him out, and he acted as if he hadn't heard her at all, even going to prepare food for her? How could someone as arrogant and haughty as him have become like this? Shouldn't he have smashed the cup and left in a fit of anger?
No, I can't be fooled by his gentle appearance. Didn't she fall into his trap of gentleness before and end up all hurt?
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