translator â xiao he lian
chapter 110.1
after a while, a hand touched wen chiâs face.
the hand was cool and the fingertips lightly rested on wen chiâs eyelids and it took a while before they were taken away.
a voice that was too soft to be heard said, âwhy did you come?â
although wen chi couldnât open his eyes or move his body, his mind was very clear.
he didnât understand why shi ye would ask such a question. he was naturally looking for shi ye and if shi ye wasnât here, he wouldnât have risked his life to come here.
he wanted to answer shi yeâs question, but unfortunately he couldnât open his mouth.
and shi ye didnât intend to receive an answer, he paused for a moment and talked to himself again: âi thought i was overthinking it, but now it seems that maybe itâs really what i thought.â
hearing this, wen chi couldnât help becoming puzzled. he really wanted to ask shi ye what he thought.
soon, shi ye seemed to hear his inner voice and said: âwhether it was when you rushed back to protect me at the night market or your reluctance to leave the palace, it was not for me, but because â¦â¦ you were controlled by something?â
having said that, shi yeâs voice weakened, as if he was unsure if he was correct in this idea.
however, his words were like a thunderbolt that exploded in wen chiâs heart.
itâs over!
shi ye had noticed it!
he wouldnât have guessed about the system and the book transmigration by following the clues, right?
no, no, these two things were too mysterious and unheard of in this ancient world, even if shi ye was sensitive, he wouldnât have thought of them.
but then again, although wen chi didnât intend to take the initiative to confess to shi ye about the transmigration, if shi ye had really guessed something, then he would not hide it.
with such a thought, wen chi calmed down.
âhow could i not feel it? in the dark, there seems to be an invisible thread between us. i donât know where that thread comes from,and iâm sure you donât want to tell me about it. but i know that you still canât help yourself this time, unfortunately i couldnât protect you well.â
no! wen chi thought, itâs not like that!
he admitted that the previous few times were forced but this time he was not manipulated by any mysterious power, everything was done voluntarily.
he was willing to come to shi ye, he was willing to save shi ye, he was even willing to exchange his legs for shi yeâs life.
wen chi really wanted to talk, really wanted to explain to shi ye but he seemed to be trapped in a cramped and narrow box. he tried so hard to break free, but to no avail.
âyou didnât want to come, didnât you? who doesnât want to sit comfortably in front of the charcoal fire and rest.â shi ye crumbled thecorner of wen chiâs blanket, and his sigh turned into a gentle breeze, brushing past wen chiâs ear, âthank you for your hard work, little lazybones, i made you come all the way to suffer.â
after that, shi ye seemed to get up, as if preparing to leave.
no!
wen chi really wanted to grab shi yeâs hand and wanted to pour out all the words in his heart.
shi ye!
donât go! donât go!
this feeling of powerlessness was too unbearable, too heavy, too depressing, and it was like a poison that silently seeped into his body and corrupted his soul.
itâs a pity that until the end, he still couldnât break free from that layer of shackles. he listened to the sound of shi yeâs footsteps moving further and further away and the feeling of despair that haunted his heart pressed down like a huge mountain.
after shi ye left, two servant girls outside the door walked in lightly.
they have been taking care of this young master these days.
speaking of which, this young man was also unfortunate
other people who had frozen in the snow would be able to recover after lying for a few days. however, this young master not only had his legs damaged by the cold, but also almost lost his life. he is still in a coma and they donât know how long it will take to wake up.
two servant girls brought hot water and handkerchiefs to wipe wen chiâs face and hands.
halfway through wiping, a maid exclaimed, âoh!â
another maid stood in front of the water basin on the shelf and turned her head to look at the sound: âkeep your voice down, whatâs wrong?â
the servant girl realized her gaffe, she quickly shut her mouth and whispered after a while: âis this young man crying? there are tears in the corners of his eyes.â
another servant girl said: âdid you not wipe off the water stains on the young masterâs face? the doctor said that the young master is still unconscious, so how could he be crying?â
the servant girl said: âdonât talk nonsense, come here and have a look. itâs really not that i didnât wipe it clean, if madam knows how clumsy i am, she will definitely punish me.â
the other maid didnât believe it, so she walked over to take a look and sure enough, she saw moist liquid continuously overflowing from the corners of wen chiâs closed eyes, meandering down on his fair skin and landing on the pillow.
wen chiâs tears stayed silent and if they hadnât been so rampant, it would have looked like he hadnât wiped off the water stains on his face.
the two servant girls stood by the bed helplessly, looked at each other and then sighed at the same time.
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as wen chi lay on the bed, shi ye came to visit
wen chi lay like this for an unknown number of days and nights before finally, one day, straining to open his eyes.