Chapter Seventy-Five: Anxiety Everywhere
Zi Yue supported herself to stand up, and slowly walked towards the source of the sound. She knew that as long as she persisted in walking forward, she would definitely be able to walk out. Ling had been shuttling back and forth in the forest, searching for the person he had been thinking about day and night, he was about to go crazy.
Zi Yue's whole body was burning, seemingly having a fever. Zi Yue smiled wryly to herself, when had she become so weak? Even catching a cold would put her in this state. She really was poor, with nothing left. She thought of Xi, the one she loved dearly. It seemed as though she saw Xi in front of her, that handsome face smiling back at her. Zi Yue forced out a smile, then slowly closed her eyes and let go of the hand reaching out in front of her, slowly falling backwards...
"Yue er! Yue er!" Ling looked at the fallen Ziyue and rushed forward, but Ziyue had already fallen to the ground, her eyes tightly closed. It seemed that she was really unwell. Ling pushed her gently, but she didn't react at all. Ling's heart ached as he picked her up and rushed back the way they came. Ziyue stirred restlessly in his arms, feeling dizzy. She vaguely opened her eyes to see a figure holding her, the embrace warm, the arms wide, making it impossible for her to escape.
She seemed to see Xi, that warm embrace of Xi's, and she involuntarily cried out: "Xi... Xi..." Ling's whole body shook, a cold current surged up his heart, the painful feeling spread out, so Xi was the one she loved, did he have to give him such a blow? Even at this time, she was thinking of that person, didn't he have any status in her heart?
Ling Gu couldn't think that much, although he was heartbroken, but he knew that letting the person in his arms get hurt would make him even more heartbroken. So, he didn't dare to slack off and ran down the mountain, regardless of the withered vines and thorns on the road piercing his legs.
I don't know how long they ran like this, I don't know how many times Ziyue called out "Xi" in his arms, and I don't know how many times Ling's heart ached. Finally, when they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Ling watched as Ziyue was pushed into the hospital room, watching his shattered heart, this shattered anxiety that filled the air, he thought, it was worth it.
Sunlight shines into the ward, dotting the monotonous white with a quiet purple moon lying on the hospital bed. Her fair skin is already very thin, her legs are wrapped in bandages, and the wound has become infected, but it was carefully bandaged, seemingly not serious. Ling stands by the bedside, quietly looking at Purple Moon, she looks so beautiful now, that proud bone structure combined with a slender figure, even more charming.
Ling was thinking, what kind of man he was, who had possessed her. For some reason, Ling felt that when she talked about him with herself, she always used a sorrowful tone. Why was she so sad? Why had he never seen the boy come to look for Ziyue? A string of questions floated in his mind.
Zi Yue's moan interrupted his contemplation, he quickly walked forward, looking at her with concern, "Zi Yue, how are you? Are you feeling better?"
"What's going on?" Zi Yue woke up to see Ling, a hint of disappointment flashed across her heart, and she opened her mouth to ask in order to break the awkwardness.
"You got stranded on the mountain and caught a cold in the rain, that's why you're sick." Ling caught a glimpse of despair in her eyes, his own eyes also dimmed.
"Oh. Do you have anything going on?" Zi Yue noticed the gauze on his leg and asked softly.
"Ah, I'm fine, let's just rest for a few days and then we'll head back." Ling hastily changed the subject.
"En, okay." Ziyue still responded cheerfully. She really disliked the strong smell of disinfectant in hospitals. From a young age, she hadn't been to the hospital much, but now for some reason, she had become so fragile, like a porcelain doll.
Three days later, Zi Yue and Ling reappeared in school together, which shocked many people, especially Yang Tianlu, the mastermind behind it all. When she saw Zi Yue unharmed, she was speechless with surprise. She had even hired her family's most ruthless killer to take out Zi Yue! Zi Yue rarely smiled at her, telling her not to play any more tricks. Yang Tianlu was furious, her face turning green with rage. Meanwhile, Ling didn't blame Yang Tianlu either, not because Zi Yue was being merciful, but because she didn't want her future life to be even more boring. At least, in her opinion, this Yang Tianlu posed no threat to her.
