Chapter 344: Get Better Soon

The blood flowed more and more, the man was smiling, the woman was crying.

I can’t let anything happen to Feng Ge…

This phrase gradually became Lin Xinyuan’s obsession, a powerful emotion beginning to spread in the depths of her heart, expanding without cease.

A thousand thoughts churned through her mind, whether from her previous life or this one.

Even though those memories contained unspeakable, near-maddening shame, from start to finish, she had never truly hated Qin Nanfeng.

She even thought…

If she had been honest from the very beginning, would it have hurt less?

Since it was painful from the start, why couldn’t they have just never been together, let alone taken it further?

In the end, it was her own doing. She knew he hated deception, yet she still accepted this feelings…

At this moment, Lin Xinyuan’s head throbbed violently, but she couldn’t stop herself from thinking, from recalling.

Finally, as if she had figured it out, she still loathed herself.

But alongside that, when happiness and shame clashed against each other, in the end, the beautiful memories overwhelmed everything.

People always yearn for the beautiful, even someone like her with a shameful past…

She wanted to be with Feng Ge…

Properly…

She still had Xiao Yiyi… she couldn’t die like this…

The taste of blood in her mouth grew stronger, her emotions slowly calming.

Though her heart still ached, the suffering from the depths of her soul had gradually faded…

At this moment, she faded away, dissipating like a defeated Chu Army, the tide having turned against her.

Perhaps one day she would regroup and rise again, but at least now, she had achieved an initial victory.

She wasn’t afraid…

She still had Feng Ge… and everyone…

Lin Xinyuan’s consciousness returned, the strength in her mouth slowly loosening until she completely let go.

“Feng Ge…”

In the dimness, only the moonlight above illuminated the place.

The beautiful woman’s tear-streaked face carried heartache and daze, madness and struggle gone without a trace.

She looked at the man’s neck, which was already a blurry, bloody mess, and struggled lightly a few times.

Only then did Qin Nanfeng obediently release her, a gentle smile still on his face as he gazed at her.

Seeing this, Lin Xinyuan’s tears flowed even more profusely. She lowered her head, tremblingly reaching out both hands, her throat dry.

Under the moonlight, her palms appeared so fair, elegant and tender.

But soon, the blood-red mixed with saliva at the corner of her mouth, along with the crystalline tears she could no longer hold back from the corners of her eyes, dripped one by one onto her pale palms, looking eerie and blurry.

“Mm… wuwuwu…”

Lin Xinyuan sobbed, self-blame pounding relentlessly against her heart.

She shook her little head vigorously: “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I didn’t… mean it…”

She cried like pear blossoms in the rain, no longer cold as before, as if she had returned to her former self.

She was still that sensitive and obedient Xiaoyuan.

“I’m sorry…”

But just as she was still in a daze, frantically searching for something, trying to pull a pack of tissues from her pocket to help stop his wound, she had already lost so much strength from the earlier agony.

The more she couldn’t get it out, the more anxious she became.

Panic and helplessness filled her eyes, her movements growing more frantic, until she was only uselessly wasting the little strength she had left.

“Damn it…”

Lin Xinyuan’s voice choked up, a rare curse escaping her lips as she blamed herself for her uselessness.

In her desperation, her mind wasn’t entirely clear, so she thought of using her clothes to press against the man’s wound, to temporarily stop the bleeding.

But at that moment, a large hand suddenly and gently caught her wrist, stopping her movement.

“Stop looking. If you keep looking, my wound will have already scabbed over on its own.”

Qin Nanfeng’s eyes held a smile, his tone slightly teasing, his brow never once furrowed.

As he spoke, seeing his wife finally stop moving, staring at him with those orchid eyes without blinking, crying a complete mess, he couldn’t help but let out a chuckle.

The man’s laughter was clear and bright, no different from any other day.

He released his hand, stroking his girl’s little head, saying nothing more.

At this moment, silence reigned, but after all the struggle, what remained was only warmth.

The moonlight was bright and clear, the stars in the night sky vying with each other, showcasing their radiance to the world, also illuminating the man and woman on the rock in the forest clearing.

“You… are you a shark arm…”

Unable to bear his gaze any longer, Lin Xinyuan lowered her head in embarrassment, her voice trembling at the end: “At a time like this, you’re still making jokes like this…”

Her tone was light, her voice soft and gentle, but the emotions contained within were extremely complex.

There was sorrow, worry, reproach, but more than anything, self-blame…

Qin Nanfeng still said nothing, simply helping Lin Xinyuan take out the pack of tissues from her pocket himself, tearing open the wrapper and pulling out one.

He reached out and tilted Lin Xinyuan’s chin up, a tear-streaked little face coming into view.

A smile as always lingered at the corner of his mouth.

He reached out to help his wife wipe the blood-stained corners of her mouth, then her dirty little hands.

After finishing with Lin Xinyuan, he pulled out another tissue for himself, but unexpectedly, she snatched it away.

“Shark arm… shark arm…”

Lin Xinyuan muttered under her breath, her expression fierce, but tears kept flowing more and more.

She gently wiped the man’s wound with the tissue, the moisture in her eyes slowly blurring her vision, but she didn’t notice, carefully touching Qin Nanfeng’s wound.

She kept cursing under her breath, but her hands trembled more and more.

“Lower your head a bit!”

Lin Xinyuan scolded the man in a very bad tone, but with her naturally soft voice, she sounded like a fox borrowing the tiger’s might, which instead made Qin Nanfeng want to laugh again.

“Xiaoyuan, so cute…” Qin Nanfeng tilted his head nonchalantly, leaning over to kiss his little wife’s fair, tender cheek.

Mm… salty, with a hint of sweetness…

Like an orange soaked in saltwater…

So tasty…

“You…” Lin Xinyuan’s whole body trembled, her pupils freezing.

The scolding words on her lips instantly stopped, and she didn’t know what to say at all.

The self-blame and dejection from before had been mostly forgotten because of this guy’s interruption.

Her face went pale, then flushed red, her shyness and bashfulness nearly beyond her control.

“You… lower… lower your… too tall…” Lin Xinyuan’s eyes darted away, her tone unconsciously becoming much softer, gentle as water.

Her chubby-cheeked face held a complex expression, her pink lips lightly pressed together.

“Mm.” This time, Qin Nanfeng didn’t joke around. He obediently bent down, offering his wound closer so his wife wouldn’t have to strain herself.

“Does it hurt…”

Lin Xinyuan was already very careful, since she barely had any strength to begin with, but she still couldn’t help furrowing her brows, worried she might be pressing too hard.

“It’s fine, as long as you can get better soon…”

Get better soon…

Hearing this, Lin Xinyuan’s expression froze, her heart racing, her gaze trembling violently.

She silently murmured those words, the strange feeling and love in her heart beyond measure.

But she didn’t respond, only lowering her eyes: “Then don’t do that anymore in the future…”

“You feel sorry for me?” Qin Nanfeng’s smile grew playful.

Though he looked completely unserious, it carried warmth, searing deeply into Lin Xinyuan’s heart, as if it could never fade.

Though deeply embarrassed, Lin Xinyuan only paused slightly in her movements, then lowered her eyes and softly hummed an “Mm.”

“Alright then. But whether I’ll do something like that again in the future, I can’t say for sure.” Qin Nanfeng tousled that soft little head, raising an eyebrow.

“You!”

Lin Xinyuan instantly grew flustered, but before she could say anything more, he spoke again.

“If you don’t become like that… then I won’t get hurt. So Xiaoyuan…”

The man paused for a moment, his voice growing deeper, “You have to get better soon… Xiao Yiyi and I are waiting for you…”

Hearing this, Lin Xinyuan was instantly stunned, her heart aching.

Wait for me…

Wait for me… wait for me…

I have to… hold on…