The girl's clear, gentle voice was filled with obvious joy and delight.
Ji Fenghua recalled the desperate plea for help she had heard during his confused moments.
He thought that she saw him as her only salvation.
This was the first time he had realized that there truly was someone in this world who would see him as the only hope for a future lifeline. Even though they had only known each other for a short time, and even though they had never crossed paths before.
This also shows how isolated, helpless, and desperate she was.
Ji Fenghua's gaze fell on the hand that was still being frantically bitten by Mi Xi.
Those slender fingers had been bitten until they were bloody and mangled, and there were even a few small pieces of flesh scattered on the deck next to them.
But the owner of that hand seemed oblivious, only raising her pale yet beautiful face and smiling gently at herself.
A heart-wrenching pain welled up in Ji Fenghua's heart, and her eyes suddenly turned crimson, surging with boundless ferocity.
"Get off me!" He suddenly waved his hand, pushing away Mi Xi, who was biting Mi Wei like a mad dog.
The powerful force propelled Mi Xi like a bouncing ball of flesh, sending her flying and crashing into the cabin, which was covered in skull carvings.
"Little devil..." Mi Xi was thrown around and blood flowed from her mouth and nose.
But when she opened her eyes and saw Ji Fenghua now, she didn't know why, even though his appearance hadn't changed, he exuded an infinitely captivating brilliance that made her more delighted and fascinated than when he was a fanged demon.
"Shut up!"
Ji Fenghua suddenly raised her hand and slapped Mi Xi twice across the face, knocking her unconscious.
At times like this, he didn't want to listen to this toxic woman's nagging.
Kneeling beside Mi Wei, Ji Fenghua suppressed his demonic energy, gently took her wrist, and took out the alcohol and wound medicine given to him by his sister Ji Fengyao from his storage space. He carefully cleaned Mi Wei's wound and applied the medicine: "My sister said that even small wounds need to be treated carefully, otherwise the wound will become infected and cause sepsis, which can be fatal."
Although the young boy in front of me was still the same boy whose personality had changed drastically, his temperament was also quite different from before.
Mi Wei couldn't quite put her finger on what was different about him, but she just felt that he had changed again in just three days.
Three days ago, he became a stranger to her and made her worry.
Three days later, he became even more reserved and composed, like an old man who had experienced many hardships and vicissitudes.
But he's only a thirteen-year-old boy!
“Fenghua…” Miwei didn’t know what he had gone through down there, and she didn’t know how to comfort him. After a long pause, she choked up with heartache and said, “Don’t give up. There are still many people in this world who love you.”
“I know,” Ji Fenghua said, taking out the silk handkerchief embroidered by his mother, Su Rujing, carefully bandaging Mi Wei’s hand and gently holding it.
The young boy looked up calmly at the silly girl in front of him, who was also covered in wounds but was still trying to comfort him, and said softly, "You too, Weiwei. Although I'm not very good at it yet, I will learn to be the one who loves you in the future."
"Love...love?" Mi Wei was stunned, a strange and unfamiliar feeling welling up in her heart.
"Yes, love."
The young boy, a little awkward and clumsy, leaned down and gently pulled Mi Wei into his arms, holding her tightly.
An atmosphere of mutual misunderstanding lingered around them.
It felt like being touched, it felt like sweetness, and it felt like happiness.
They had already missed each other, and their first meeting was a misunderstanding. They were clearly from two different worlds, yet they went through life and death together.
They finally saw each other's true feelings and blossomed with sincerity amidst hardship.
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