The pair of dark eyes that seemed to be immersed in mist looked at him.
Mo Chuan's heart skipped a beat and his breathing stopped involuntarily. Under her gaze, he couldn't move as if his acupuncture points had been tapped.
She already knew that he helped her change clothes. He could hear clearly outside the house. The peasant woman spoke freely and told her everything that should be said and should not be said.
He was not complacent about taking the credit, but felt ashamed because he should not have helped her change clothes while she was unconscious.
She must be hating herself and blaming herself. She will never forgive him again.
Because she has always been such a self-respecting person.
Although it was a helpless move to help her change clothes, he saw almost everything he should and shouldn't see at that time. Although she was his wife, she now doesn't remember who he is at all. His behavior was just taking advantage of her. Human danger!
Mo Chuan was filled with shame. He had bought her a large bag of new clothes with joy, but he had no face to face her, and hurriedly handed the big bag to the peasant woman, then turned around and left.
He wandered aimlessly in the mountains and fields for a while, but still couldn't worry about her, so he quietly returned to the farmhouse, but he didn't dare to enter the room, so he stood quietly in front of her door, waiting like a child who had made a mistake. Punishment from adults.
If she opened the door and saw him and scolded him loudly, that would be what he deserved because he made him do something he shouldn't have done, even though he thought he had done nothing wrong.
But no.
When she saw him, her eyes were so complicated that he couldn't tell what her mood was for a moment. Was it anger, hatred, resentment or annoyance
"If you let me leave, I will leave immediately and never appear in front of you again."
He lowered his eyes under her watery eyes and summoned up the courage to speak.
She said quietly: "Why should I let you go?"
He suddenly raised his head and looked at her in confusion and surprise, as if he couldn't believe what she just said.
"You really don't want to drive me away?"
She bit her lip and shook her head slightly: "You didn't do anything wrong. It's all my fault. Xiaohei, thank you."
Her tone was soft and her eyes were hazy. This familiar tenderness made his blood heat up again.
Will she remember the past? Remembering the good days he had with her
"Ning'er, I..."
Before he finished speaking, she raised a finger and pressed it to his lips.
"Shh, don't talk. I'm tired. I want to have a good sleep." She closed her eyes gently.
Sure enough, he stopped talking and looked down at her pale and haggard face, feeling a pang of pity in his heart.
It doesn't matter whether she remembers it before or not!
The important thing is that her attitude towards him has obviously softened now. She no longer puts on a cold face, no longer rejects him thousands of miles away, and no longer says things that make him heartbroken.
As long as she was willing to let him continue to guard her, he would be satisfied.
He lowered his head, placed his lips gently on her forehead, and pressed a gentle kiss.
Ning'er, as long as your illness heals quickly, Yu Yuan will be enough!
He put down a heavy stone in his heart and felt much lighter all over. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had slept. He had held her hand and dozed off last night. Now he was exhausted and just wanted to close up. Get a good night's sleep with your eyes.