"I know you’re in pain, so cry if you want to, just let it all out."
An Ruo collapsed into his arms and wept aloud; this was the first time in three months that she had cried in front of him, and the first time she had cried so sorrowfully.
She had been suppressing her anguish and had long felt on the verge of collapse.
At this moment, her grief overflowed from her heart, surged forth, and she could no longer restrain herself as she cried bitterly and freely.
An Ruo cried for a long time, until the world seemed to blur and darken around her, and finally, drained of strength, she leaned on his chest, hiccupping with intermittent sobs.
Yun Feiyang gently patted her back and spoke to her solemnly, "An Ruo, if you don’t know how to go on living, then live for me. You don’t know how to repay me, do you? I want you to always stay by my side, never leaving me. Can you do that?"
An Ruo lifted her head, her eyes blurry with tears as she looked at him.
He continued, "Your life was saved by me, and from now on, it belongs to me. I won’t allow you to die; you simply can’t die."
"Will you repay me ?" he asked earnestly.
An Ruo met his dark, heavy gaze, understanding that all he did was for her good.
He feared she would lose her zest for life, feared she would seek death again. Or perhaps, he feared she would continue to exist like a walking corpse, a state even more painful than death itself.
He had given her a purpose to live, to live for him, to make everything about him.
If that was his request, she would agree to it.
"Okay, I will live for you," An Ruo nodded. Now, she truly didn’t understand the purpose of living, but she could live for his sake.
It was a debt she owed him; she couldn’t refuse his request.
Upon receiving her promise, Yun Feiyang broke into a happy smile, picked her up, and walked towards the car.
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After taking the medicine, Yun Feiyang sat by the bed, his large hand touching her forehead, "Rest well, and tell me if you feel unwell."
Gazing at her, he asked uncertainly, "Will you really live for me?"
He was still very anxious; her actions today had frightened him.
An Ruo extended her hand, taking hold of his, and promised solemnly, "I will. I will live on for you, and I want to see you happy and joyful. Perhaps one day, when I have figured things out, I will be happy and joyful too."
Yun Feiyang smiled with relief, his expression easing slightly: "There will be such a day, and I will wait for the day you’re happy and joyful."
An Ruo gave a slight smile, the man asking her to close her eyes and rest, while she insisted that he should rest as well.
"I’ll leave once you’ve fallen asleep," he said.
So she obediently closed her eyes, forgetting all her pain and troubles, gradually slipping into slumber.
In City J, the night was deep and profound.
Tang Yuchen dreamt that both An Ruo and the child had encountered disaster, and he awoke from the nightmare drenched in cold sweat.
The dark room felt suffocating and desolate.
The man struggled to breathe; he turned on the bedside lamp, got out of bed, and opened the window to let in the fresh air from outside.
This had been An Ruo’s residence; he hadn’t been sleeping in the villa.
Ever since her disappearance, he had been living here every day, hoping for a miracle, to wait for her return.
He even hoped that she would jump out and tell him with a laugh that this had all been a joke on him, that was why she intentionally disappeared for months.