Xia Shule propped himself halfway up and met the eyes of the two people who had just entered, his gaze full of confusion and his expression bewildered.
For a moment, neither of them knew how to react.
Both Ming Yue and Yan Zhiyi had imagined how they would react on the day Xia Shule truly woke up, but when that day actually arrived, they were both at a loss.
Yan Zhiyi reacted first, hurrying forward to steady Xia Shule, who could barely hold himself up any longer.
Ming Yue turned away and secretly wiped her tears, but the more she wiped, the more they flowed, refusing to stop.
"Lele, you..." Yan Zhiyi was both happy and overwhelmed with excitement. "You finally woke up."
He hugged Xia Shule, choking up a little. Ever since Xia Shule's accident, Yan Zhiyi had nearly shed a lifetime's worth of tears.
Still dazed, Xia Shule leaned against Yan Zhiyi and haltingly uttered a sentence in a strange, hoarse voice. "Fragile... man..."
It was not just this time. While Xia Shule had been unconscious, he had sensed Yan Zhiyi crying more than once.
Sometimes it had been while Yan Zhiyi wiped his body down, and sometimes it had been in the middle of the night, secretly, all alone.
Even though Xia Shule had been unable to ask, he knew that every time Yan Zhiyi cried, it was because something had reminded him of what Xia Shule had suffered and made his heart ache for him.
Yan Zhiyi laughed through his tears, planting kisses all over Xia Shule's face. "Yes, I really am fragile. I can't live without you."
Ming Yue's voice carried in from the doorway through the door, which was not quite shut. "Honey!!!! Come back, quick! Sob... Lele's awake! He's awake!"
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