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Ji Shiting had been relying on glucose water to keep himself alive these days, so he looked slimmer. However, the man was still tall, making the bed seem narrow.
Ye Shengge walked to the bed and sat down. She couldnât help grabbing his hand. Grandpa Ji hadnât tied her up in the end.
She kept telling herself not to cry, not to be sad, and not to blame herself, but she couldnât control her emotions when she saw the manâs quiet and pale face. She had to look up at the ceiling and force back her tears.
It took her a while to calm down. She knew he couldnât see it, but she still smiled.
She lifted the manâs pale hand and put it on her face.
âShiting, Iâve been sick the past few days when you were unconscious,â she said. âI had a fever and Iâve been sleeping. I even dreamed a lot of things. The content was intermittent and weird. I donât remember much anymore, but I remember I was running. I was afraid. I was running away. I seemed to have been a coward since I was young, and I didnât dare face it. Thatâs why I created another personality, and itâs the same now. Iâm frightened to death at the thought of you not waking up.â
âBut then, I dreamed of you, and you told me not to be afraid. You told me to trust you.â Ye Shengge choked. âThen, I wasnât that afraid anymore. I knew you wouldnât abandon me. Besides, you love me. Although youâll never admit it, I donât care. Iâve already made up my mind.â
The man on the bed was still sleeping peacefully.
Ye Shengge continued, âBut now, I might have to leave for a while. When you wake up, grandpa might give you the divorce agreement. You might be very angry, but...â
Ye Shengge couldnât finish her sentence. She took a few deep breaths and said, âBut you must understand why I did it. I couldnât bear to do it either. I couldnât bear to do it. So, I can only ask you not to be with another woman until I recover. Donât...â
She couldnât help tearing up, and her hot tears fell onto the manâs palm.
It took her a while to calm herself down.
She wiped the manâs tears with her sleeve and put his hand back. She then stood up and leaned against his forehead.
âShiting, I should go,â she said. âCan you... open your eyes and look at me?â
The wind blew outside.
However, the man on the bed still didnât move, and the miracle he was expecting didnât happen.
Ye Shenggeâs heart sank, and she smiled bitterly.
She wanted to wait a bit longer, but the nurse came in and told her it was time for her visit.
Ye Shengge could only leave, but she didnât notice a slight twitch of the manâs hand at the moment she walked out of the ward.
...
When Ye Shengge returned to Grandpa Jiâs room, she saw a new divorce agreement.
She held a pen, and her eyes were red, but she didnât sign her name.
âAre you dissatisfied with the terms?â Grandpa Ji asked.
Ye Shengge smiled bitterly, shook her head and started to write her name.