Though he could neither see nor touch her, the sorrowful and lonely hardship tortured him over and over again.
He seemed to have become foolish, his eyes only had room for her existence, and could only accommodate her existence.
Shen Qiuyang brought Liang Yuening a set of clothes for changing, which actually belonged to Liang Zhichen, but the brothers were roughly the same build and could share them. However, he didn’t so much as glance at those clothes, instead he just sat stupidly on the small stool, full of hope, wishing only for the girl on the bed to wake up soon.
She had changed, become different, become even more beautiful. He even felt a bit afraid to recognize her; perhaps only when she regained consciousness would he be able to make sure, right? Confirm... whether this beautiful, enchantingly gorgeous girl was truly the one he had always been longing for in his heart?
Shen Qiuyang closed the door, "Benefactor, is it really okay for him to be ?"
"Don’t worry, just let him be."
Liang Zhichen sipped some cool tea, but suddenly remembered that not long ago, he had kissed the girl’s lips.
Her lips were very soft, very gentle... The touch at the time felt like it was branded on his heart, unsmoothable, indelible, imprinting deeper and deeper, as if wanting to grind into his soul.
Shen Qiuyang looked curious, "That... he, the person in the room, is he your younger brother? I just heard him calling you big brother?"
Liang Zhichen nodded nonchalantly.
Upon hearing this, Su Lang was instantly horrified. "What? Master Master Master, Master?"
It was truly a ghostly encounter, Su Lang’s face in shock.
Earlier, when he and Shen Qiuyang had encountered Liang Yuening at the foot of the mountain, Yuening was looking for someone, his fiancée. And if Yuening was the Master’s brother, did that not imply...
Su Lang’s clean and handsome baby face turned green in an instant.
In his view, for a person of Master’s towering talent, there wasn’t a woman in the world who could match up. And that little girl? After a hasty glance before, he saw her covered in blood, and she also had a physique like a small dwarf, clearly a little runt, what merits or abilities could she possibly have?
Su Lang was internally disgusted, feeling indignant on behalf of his Master, because he believed his Master deserved the very best of everything under the heavens, including women!
It wasn’t until this moment that Su Lang noticed something else. "Eh?" He suddenly looked at Liang Zhichen’s hands, which had numerous wounds from scraping stones to rescue Dong Huiying earlier.
Su Lang dashed toward Liang Zhichen like an arrow, holding Zhi Chen’s hands very carefully. "Master, your hands?"
Shen Qiuyang also paused for a moment. Previously, everyone had only paid attention to Dong Huiying, her unconscious state drawing their gaze, but as a result, they had overlooked Liang Zhichen.
Liang Zhichen withdrew his hands, looking at the wounds on his hands, and smilingly said, "It’s nothing serious."
However, what he was thinking about in his heart was the scene from before, when the cave had collapsed, burying Baobao within it.
He pressed against his brow, then promptly asked, "Qiu Yang, did you bring everything back?"
Shen Qiuyang nodded vigorously but also hesitated somewhat inwardly. "Benefactor, are we really going to do this?"
Su Lang looked back and forth between the two, feeling increasingly confused. What kind of riddle were these two playing at? He subconsciously looked outside, intuitively feeling that it might have something to do with that cart full of metal iron ore outside the house.
Dong Huiying woke up.
Upon opening her eyes, the first thing she saw was a wooden beam of the room.