Zhixi sat restlessly for a long time, until nightfall, she finally heard the sound of a key turning in the lock.
She immediately jumped up and ran to the door, colliding right into He Jingyao as he pushed it open.
He wrapped his arms around her, his tone carrying a hint of anger, "What are you in such a hurry for? What if you fall?"
Hearing his stern voice, Zhixi instead laughed, "Jingyao, you’re back!"
He Jingyao looked down at her pale face, feeling a slight softening in his heart.
He held her, his voice unusually tender, "Mm, I’m back."
Zhixi clung tightly to his neck. She didn’t know why, but she felt like she had just narrowly avoided losing him.
How strange, he had just been out, so why did she feel as if she almost couldn’t see him again?
"I almost thought I would never see you again..." she couldn’t help but blurt out.
He Jingyao was stunned for a moment, then pinched her cheek, "Silly."
Zhixi thought about it and felt a bit embarrassed, "I was just overthinking... Anyway, you’re back, so that’s good. Come on, Uncle Li has already prepared dinner."
He Jingyao quietly looked at her for a while.
This woman’s sensitivity surprised even him a little.
After a while, he finally smiled, "Alright."
After dinner, Xiaobao insisted on sleeping with Zhixi. Zhixi remembered she had promised him earlier in the day, so she nodded in agreement.
He Jingyao looked at the mother and child in front of him, said nothing, and headed next door of his own accord.
Zhixi watched his back, suddenly feeling that something was off. Wasn’t he being a little too agreeable tonight? This wasn’t like He Jingyao at all.
Zhixi took Xiaobao back to the room, and after coaxing him to sleep, she quietly got out of bed and came next door.
She pushed open the door and happened to see He Jingyao rolling up his sleeve. His elbow was wrapped in a layer of... gauze?
Her expression changed slightly, and she couldn’t help but blurt out, "Jingyao, what happened to you?"
The man looked up and saw it was her, his expression carrying a hint of helplessness.
He raised an eyebrow, "Weren’t you putting Xiaobao to sleep?"
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She walked over and sat down beside him, biting her lip as she cradled his arm. Her eyes couldn’t help but redden.
"What’s going on?" Her voice was slightly choked.
"It’s nothing. I went to Yanzhao’s in the afternoon for a small operation to remove something." He Jingyao used his other hand to rub her hair, "I didn’t tell you because I was afraid you would worry. No crying, okay?"
Zhixi tried hard to hold back her tears, "What did you have removed?"
"A micro bomb that Lawrence ordered someone to implant." Since it was already removed, He Jingyao didn’t hide it.
"You didn’t tell me..." Zhixi was both angry and heartbroken, "I even asked you specifically this morning, and you said you were fine... He Jingyao, I won’t believe you anymore!"
He chuckled, hugging her in his arms, "If I say I love you, do you believe me?"
Zhixi couldn’t help but laugh, but her tears still fell.
This man... is simply too annoying...
"Did Lawrence do anything else to you?" Zhixi sniffled, "You better not hide anything from me anymore."
"Nothing else, I promise. Just this little micro bomb, and it’s been taken out." He Jingyao kissed her on the cheek, "I thought I could keep it from you, to spare you from crying."
"Do you need to change the dressing?" She looked at him with reddened eyes.