Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Sihan watched as the figure gradually disappeared from sight and his dark eyes were red.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
The vein on his forehead pulsed and for a moment he felt only shock and anger, and his heart was burning with grief!
He was here to save her but all he did was watch as she fell down the cliff with Gu Sheng.
He stared at his palm that was full of dirt and his jaw was clenched tightly.
Why didn’t he catch her in time?
He closed his eyes then looked at the deep cliff and leapt.
But his body did not fall. He looked up and saw Bo Yan leaning over the cliff, grabbing his hand.
“I know you’re upset now, but if you jumped down, what about Xiaojie? Have you thought about him?”
Bo Yan tugged at Mu Sihan’s hand and pulled him up bit by bit. “Below the cliff is the sea. If one falls, they might not die. Besides, Nan Zhi knows how to swim, right?”
A ray of hope flashed past Mu Sihan’s dim dark eyes. He did not try to jump down again and grabbed on to Bo Yan, hoisting himself up slowly.
…
Two months later.
Ning City, Renxin Hospital.
Xia Yanran and Yan Hua went to visit Xiaojie together. During this period, Xiaojie’s condition began to deteriorate. Nan Zhi and Gu Sheng fell down the cliff but their bodies were not found. In addition to salvaging in the sea, Mu Sihan also took care of Nan Xiaojie, trying to find him a suitable bone marrow.
But his blood type was special and it was difficult to find the right bone marrow for him.
The little fellow had become more and more sensible. He shaved his head during the process of chemotherapy. Even adults could not bear chemotherapy but he never even shed a tear.
He said that he wanted to be healthy and wait for his Pretty Zhizhi to come back.
Although it had been two months and the probability of her being alive was slim, Mu Sihan and Xiaojie never gave up.
If it weren’t for Xiaojie, Mu Sihan would not be able to withstand such a blow!
But if he collapsed, Xiaojie would have no support.
He must live well.
…
Yan Hua and Xia Yanran bought many fruits and toys that Xiaojie liked.
Xiaojie was sitting on the bed drawing and on the paper, it was Nan Zhi’s appearance. Although it did not look very similar, it was a child’s longing for his mother.
Unlike the plane accident previously, Xiaojie was not downcast but on the contrary, he was very positive every day.
He said, “Pretty Zhizhi doesn’t like me crying. She likes me to smile. I don’t want to do what she doesn’t like, I want to do what makes her happy.”
Xia Yanran and Yan Hua sat by the bed and played the toys with Xiaojie. After a while, a steady and strong sound of footsteps could be heard outside the ward.
Two men of the same tall build came in.
Mu Sihan was wearing a hand-tailored black suit, the fitting fabric wrapped around his muscular body. The exquisite black shirt was matched with a wine-red tie and his tailored suit pants wrapped around his legs perfectly, making his body look even taller.
During this period, he had lost weight and his thin face was angular and his features even more well-defined.
He was much colder and more indifferent than before.
It was rare for Yan Hua and Xia Yanran to see him smile at all.
Following behind him was Bo Yan. He seldom wore a suit after shedding off the stink of money of a business man and returning to the force. Every time Yan Hua came to the hospital, she would see him wearing army green colored clothes.
Yan Hua, from the corner of her eyes, saw a pair of dark colored pants.
Xiaojie greeted them, “Daddy, Uncle Bo.”
Bo Yan went to the side of the bed to answer Xiaojie and his gaze landed on Yan Hua.
Since he had come in, Yan Hua had kept her head lowered, her long eyelashes casting two shadows on her fair and clean face, which looked beautiful.
Yan Hua felt Bo Yan’s gaze on her and she looked up towards him.
In fact, it was almost half a month since she last came to the hospital to visit Xiaojie and saw him.
Ever since he regained his identity, he had not worn glasses any more. Without the lenses of the glasses blocking, his long and upturned eyes looked to be even sharp and deep.
Perhaps he had been training more outside lately, his fair skin was tanned. He was cold, handsome and full of masculinity.
His face was thin and his hair neat. When he looked at people with his eyes narrowed, it was deep and gloomy, making it difficult for people to guess what he was thinking.
Bo Yan’s gaze did not stay on Yan Hua for long. After a while, a female doctor dressed in a white coat came in.
“Ah Yan, I will end work in an hour’s time.”
Yan Hua looked at the female doctor. The female doctor was petite and gentle-looking. She looked at Bo Yan with a gentle gaze, a smile on her face. “Let’s eat Korean food later.”
Bo Yan took the cigarette that was tucked behind his ear and played with it. His thin lips opened and he hummed coldly in agreement.
Even so, the female doctor still smiled very happily.
After the doctor left, Xiaojie blinked his bright black eyes. “Uncle Bo, is that your new girlfriend?”
Bo Yan did not deny it nor admit it. He just lifted the corners of his lips into a faint smile.
Yan Hua felt that the atmosphere in the ward seemed to be a little suffocating and she stood up to go to the washroom outside.
She did not go in but leaned against the wall, taking out a female cigarette from her bag.
She did not know when she began to like the taste of nicotine.
When the night was still and she was feeling lonely, she would light one up.
At first, she would choked for half a day with just one puff and be red in the face, and felt so bad she could die.
Later, she got used to it without knowing how.
She lit the cigarette and took a breath of it with slightly squinted eyes, and then blew out the smoke.
She lifted her delicate chin and looked at the ceiling.
The curling smoke slowly dispersed in front of her eyes.
She raised her hand and was about to take another puff when suddenly, a slender and beautiful hand came over and took the cigarette from her hand.
Yan Hua came back to her senses and looked away from the ceiling and towards the man who had taken her cigarette.
When she saw him, her pupils constricted.
Since their divorce, she had no interaction with Bo Yan for almost two months.
Yan Hua looked at his cold appearance and a smile appeared on her red lips. “Mr Bo are you going to discipline me about smoking? Or do you think there are poppies in my cigarette and it’s somehow related to Mr Bo’s work?”
Her slightly mocking tone made the expression on Bo Yan’s handsome and indifferent face change. He stubbed out the cigarette by pinching it with his hand and looked at the woman who looked charming when smiling with her lowered eyes. “Smoking is bad for your health.”
“Oh?” The smile on Yan Hua’s lips deepened, her eyes landed on his slightly opened collar. She could see his firm and defined pectoral muscles inside. She lifted her eyebrows slightly. “Who are you to be concerned about me, Mr Bo? Or, do you need me to remind you, Mr Bo, that we are divorced and have no relations anymore. As long as I don’t take drugs and sell drugs, you have nothing to do with me.”
