P.S. I've been too busy, and the medication has made me incredibly sleepy. Today is the last day of 1,000-word updates; I'll add the remaining 3,000 tonight. You can read this chapter tomorrow morning. Normal updates will resume after today.
Fu Zhiyan looked at Wen Yanyu's bloodless face, his throat bobbing. Only after a long while did he squeeze out, "You can't do that again... something could happen."
Wen Yanyu lowered his eyes and nodded slightly.
Fu Zhiyan pressed his fingers to his brow and said helplessly, "Don't be so impulsive next time. The lifeguards were still on shore. What were you jumping into the water for?"
"He was still a human life, no matter what. I'm a good swimmer, and besides, I have the ability you gave me. Nothing would happen..."
Wen Yanyu hung his head listlessly, knowing why Fu Zhiyan was angry and knowing he hadn't thought this through.
Although he disliked that man too, there was the education he'd received growing up, as well as those countless people he'd encountered throughout his reincarnations.
Protagonists, supporting characters, and even ordinary passersby had offered him a helping hand, rather than ignoring him because he'd done bad things or because he was a villain.
All of them made it impossible for him to watch a living person die before his eyes and remain unmoved. Besides, the man was a father.
He understood that, no matter what, losing a family member wasn't something anyone could easily accept.
Fu Zhiyan rubbed his brow and sighed helplessly.
Knowing he couldn't persuade him, the two looked at each other in silence. The hospital room fell quiet again, the air seeming to solidify into a suffocating stillness.
"Yanyan..."
The sound of the door opening came with a familiar male voice.
Wen Yanyu's fingertips trembled, and