Wen Nuan felt dizzy, almost fainting at the sight of blood. She bit her lip and pinched her arm hard to get through it.
She wanted to leave him ruthlessly, but her heart ached as if she herself had been hit by a stone.
"Let’s go to the hospital." Without waiting for him to speak, she pulled his hand and dragged him towards the outside of Jing Garden.
"I’m not going." Leng Yan stubbornly planted his feet and refused to move. He was very strong, and even though Wen Nuan was healthy, she was helpless against his determination to stand still.
"Can you stop acting like a child?" She glared at him fiercely, then turned her eyes away as the sight of the blood made her uncomfortable again, and she shouted at him, "You’ll die from losing too much blood!"
"Are you finally worried about me?" His head still throbbed, yet his heart felt sweet. Holding her hand tightly, Leng Yan laughed softly.
"Who’s worried about you?" Angrily, she shook him off and strode ahead in a huff.
Let Ji Wei worry instead, hmph!
"Nuannuan." Leng Yan didn’t chase after her, just looked at her retreating back with a smile, corners of his mouth slanting up, "I love you."
Wen Nuan’s step came to a rigid halt, tears falling with a plop.
They flowed rapidly, catching her off guard.
"I love you," such a simple phrase. She had longed for three years...
To hear it from his lips, the voice not loud, deep and soothing, so melodiously pleasant, tightly tugging at her heartstrings.
Could it be true? Is it an illusion?
She bit her lip in disbelief, raising her head to look at the moonlight.
The moonlight was hazy, everything seemed so unreal. She looked at the moon, shrouded in a sheer veil, and smiled bitterly.
How could he utter those three words? That’s "I love you", between him and her, with a word so significant and holy.
Her chest felt so full, even breathing became difficult.
Wen Nuan bit her lip and smiled, shaking her head slowly and bitterly. It must be an illusion, just like that time she felt someone was chasing her, but it was only an illusion born from fear. This confession too, was just a figment of her imagination because she wanted to hear those three words so desperately.
That’s all... just that!
Maybe he said three words just now, but maybe it was "I’m sorry", or "Don’t go", or even something completely unrelated like "You’re welcome" or "Thank you"...
There’s no way it was "I love you"!
And yet, she was lost in thought because of it.
Taking a deep breath to hide the bitterness lingering on her lips, Wen Nuan quickened her pace.
She was so useless, losing her self-control because of loving him. In his presence, she would lose her reason. Now even hallucinations came, she couldn’t stay too close to him.
She didn’t want to fall into an illusion and be unable to extricate herself.
Leng Yan watched her pause, just about to step forward, when she suddenly sped up, he called out urgently, taking big strides to catch up.
"Don’t call me!" Wen Nuan turned back, gritting her teeth, and glared at him fiercely, her voice in a hoarse scream laced with sadness.
Don’t call, I beg you...
She didn’t want to hear those two words from his lips. Called so softly and concerned, she would only become more reliant on him, even conjuring up "I love you" in her imagination.
This was too ridiculous and also too frightening.
Leng Yan paused for a moment, his handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he didn’t stop walking. Her scream made his heart ache even more.
Sililly girl, hadn’t she always wanted to hear that? At night, when she occasionally woke up, she would sometimes caress his face and gently ask him, "Yan, when will I hear those three words? I love you, can’t you say those three words too?"
He had heard her feelings several times, each time stirring an indescribable feeling in his heart. But perhaps because he’d been hurt by love, voicing the word "love" was too difficult for him.
Today he mustered great courage to confess to her, yet he frightened her instead?
"Don’t come closer!" The footsteps behind her became clearer, almost catching up with her the next second. Wen Nuan ran quickly, turning her head to yell at Leng Yan, with tears streaming down her pretty face, her vision blurred by tears, so she didn’t notice what was behind her at all.
"Nuannuan, watch out!"
Leng Yan saw behind her, was suddenly shocked, urgently warning her. He even reached out trying to grab her, yet it was all in vain.