Jian Suying didn't sleep long. His mind was too full of thoughts, and he woke after only a brief doze.
Upon waking and seeing Li Yu beside him, he froze, as if only now noticing her presence.
These past thirty-odd hours had been unbearably long for him. He had overlooked so much, including Li Yu, who had been right by his side.
The memory of his own panic and despair when he saw that car hurtling toward Li Yu suddenly flooded back, leaving a pang of bitterness in his heart.
a pang of bitterness. If it were Li Yu lying in the intensive care unit now, how would he feel? A thought struck him, and he couldn't help but ask: "How's your hand?"
Li Yu paused, his voice hoarse.
Li Yu replied bitterly, "I just didn't want you to be upset."
Jian Suiying avoided his direct gaze, rising from the chair and turning away. "Go rest." Li Yu stood up too. "I'll stay here with you, see if I can help..."
"You can't help. Go back. If he wakes up, he won't want to see you. And I don't think you want to see him either."
Li Yu's lips trembled slightly. The back Jian Suiying presented to him radiated a harsh rejection, making him feel as though his own breathing had halted.
his own breath catch.
He couldn't help but wrap his arms around Jian Suiying from behind.
Jian Suiying stiffened, but this time he didn't push Li Yu away. He didn't have the strength to argue with him now.
"Brother Jian, don't send me away. I can't leave, especially now. I need to get answers." "What answers?"
Li Yu tightened his arms, burying his face in Jian Suiying's neck and breathing greedily. "I need to ask you why you saved me. Do you still love me?"
Jian Suiying drew a deep breath. "Li Yu..."
. Today, in this quiet place where we can't raise our voices, I'll finally tell you what's in my heart."
. He would trade everything for those sweet moments back then.
Jian Suiying stared blankly down the seemingly endless hospital corridor, his heart as cold as ashes. "It's impossible between us now
—not now, and never again. I'm not the forgiving type. Whenever I think of what you did to me
Li Yu choked out: "But I won't hurt you again. I promise..."
He never considered himself a sentimental person, yet he couldn't fathom what spell Li Yu had cast on him to make him cling to someone
to this degree. It filled him with both disgust and dread.
That's why he had to stay far away from Li Yu—preferably never see him again. Only then could he avoid the risk of humiliating himself once more, becoming a laughingstock.
Love wasn't essential to him; he couldn't risk sacrificing his dignity and livelihood for it again. He had to admit—he couldn't afford to lose.
Li Yu cried again.
Li Yu couldn't help but cry. He was utterly submerged in sorrow and agony. Even as he clung tightly to this person, their hearts remained so distant he could never reach them.
He had lost Jian Suiying completely.
Jian Suiying felt moisture gathering at the corners of her eyes. She forced them wide open, staring unblinkingly at the ceiling.
The sobs at his ear and the dampness on his shoulder felt like they pierced straight through his heart. Li Yu had left. He hadn't contacted him again, nor had he appeared at the hospital.
After four days in a coma, Jian Sui Lin awoke. His first words were that he wanted to see Jian Sui Ying. Jian Sui Ying wasn't surprised. He put aside his work and drove to the hospital.
Jian Suilin's second hospitalization had also driven Jian Dongyuan to the brink of collapse. Left with no choice, Jian Suiying had to reclaim the company he had previously sold to Jian Suilin.
He kept the family matters hidden from his grandfather and the rest of the relatives, sharing the situation only with his uncles.
Jian Suilin's successful recovery undoubtedly brought him some relief.