Zhuo Weitang endured the dizziness as he placed his chin on Zi Yan's head.
He did not want to separate. Even if he had to die, he would die with her in his arms.
"Can you not be so tyrannical? Can you not force me like this? "
Zi Yan tried to push him away, but her hands were soaked in blood. Was he really tired of living?
"Yan'er, don't leave me."
Zhuo Weitang saw that Zi Yan seemed to have softened, and gently moved away, kissing Zi Yan on her forehead.
"I won't go, I won't go, okay? You're bleeding. Get into bed. "
Zi Yan was extremely anxious. She wanted to help Zhuo WeiTing get into bed, but Zhuo WeiTing kissed him as if he was a reincarnated pervert.
"Yan'er, I missed you so much …"
The pain and excitement in his body existed at the same time. Being able to kiss Yan'er made him so happy that he was about to die.
However, the pain from his wound was equally painful, causing him to be on the verge of death.
Two extremes filled his body. After six years, he had dreamt like this countless times, and finally, he hugged Yan'er for real.
"Zhuo Wei Ting, do you want to die from excessive bleeding or do you want to die while hugging me?"
The purple flame was too strong, she was angry that he was not responsible for her, angry that he did not care about her.
"Carrying you to death, Yan'er, I would rather die in your arms than live in a world without you."
Zhuo Wei Ting giggled. His vision gradually blurred as his head fell on Zi Yan's shoulder. However, his hands still tightly held onto Zi Yan without loosening his grip.
"Zhuo Wei Ting? "Zhuo Wei Ting?"
Zi Yan felt that Zhuo Weitang's body had lost its center of gravity and was now completely on top of him. She cried out a few times but did not have any response. A wave of dizziness hit her.
Only after placing Zhuo Weiping on the bed did he realize that the white hospital gown on his abdomen had long been dyed red. His heart tightened, and he was no longer able to control the emotions that he had been trying to conceal.
"Doctor, doctor …"
Not counting the bell at the head of the bed, she ran outside to call a doctor.
When the doctor rushed over in a great hurry, Zhuo Weiting was sent to the observation room.
Zi Yan sat outside waiting weakly, she didn't know why was she doing this?
If he really cared about her that much, why hadn't he come looking for her all these years?
If he cared about her that much, why did he marry Song Laidi?
There were too many questions, like a bunch of threads that had been twisted into a ball. They couldn't find the thread, so they were all entwined together.
"Mommy, is Daddy awake?"
Just as Zi Yan was holding her chin and feeling conflicted, Liu Lei finally came back with Xiao Xian.
"En, Xiao Xian, it's getting late. You should go back to the hotel first."
Zi Yan looked very tired, everything that happened today was too sudden.
"Mommy, why is there blood on you?"
Xiao Xian looked at the clothes on Zi Yan's shirt and was shocked.
"Nothing, Mr Liu, can I trouble you to bring my son back to rest?"
Zi Yan rubbed her forehead. She had been thinking about something and didn't notice the blood on her clothes.
"Sister-in-law, are you awake?"
Liu Lei also looked at Zi Yan in confusion. Why was she sitting here alone?
"Mm, but I fainted again. You should bring my son back to rest, I'll stay here."
Zi Yan said to Liu Lei.
"Sister-in-law, is A-Ting really awake?"
Looking at the blood on Zi Yan's body, Liu Lei was puzzled. Zi Yan's current appearance seemed like she had committed a little more murder.
"Yes, but he wanted to die, so he fainted again."
Zi Yan's smile seemed to be mocking, but it was actually pain in her heart.
After staying in Taiwan for too long, Ah Feng will be suspicious. She is very conflicted right now.
He might not be able to leave, but it would be difficult for him to stay.
"Mommy, I'll stay here with you. We'll wait for daddy to wake up together."
Xiao Xian walked forward and held Zi Yan's hand, he was also worried.
Liu Lei brought filial piety to the Zhuo family, Zhuo Minghui looked at his grandson and tears streamed down his face. If not for the suspicion of Zi Yan, he would have left the child at home for the night.
Since Zi Yan and Xiao Xian weren't willing to leave, Liu Lei naturally couldn't leave either.
Leaving a woman and child in the hospital was not a good idea, moreover he was a little worried, not worried at all that Zi Yan and her son would really kill Zhuo WeiTing.
He was just worried about the police, in case they made things difficult for Zi Yan and Xiao Xian, with him here, it would be hard to stop them for a while.
The few of them sat on the bench outside, while Zhuo Weiting did not wake up.
"Zi Yan, it's already very late, how about you take Xiao Xian to eat first?"
Liu Lei looked at the time and it was already 8 PM. She had been sitting there the entire time without moving Zi Yan.
"I'm not hungry, Xiao Xian. Go eat with Uncle Liu."
Zi Yan looked at her son who was dozing off, hoping that Liu Lei would bring him back to rest.
"Mommy, what about you?"
He hadn't slept last night, and he hadn't slept during the day either. For a child, it was indeed tiring.
"Mummy is here to accompany your father. How about you come tomorrow morning and change Mimi Ban?"
Zi Yan gently said to her son.
Xiao Xian's eyes widened. In his memory, Mommy rarely had such a gentle moment.
"Xiao Xian, uncle will take you back to the hotel first."
Liu Lei did not dare say that he would bring Xiao Xian back to the Zhuo Family. He was afraid that Zi Yan would be unhappy, so he took the initiative to return to the hotel.
"Okay, then Mommy, I'll come see you and Daddy tomorrow morning."
Baba Yan nodded, patting her son's head.
"I'll get someone to bring you some food later. You must work harder tonight."
Although Liu Lei felt a bit embarrassed saying such words, he knew that Zhuo Weitang would definitely want the person he loved by his side when he woke up.
"Thank you."
Zi Yan's face was slightly red, and Liu Lei's tone sounded very intimate.
As she watched her son and Liu Lei leave, Zi Yan's chaotic heart began to race again.
This time Zi Yan didn't go in, she just stood outside the ward and watched.
This reminded her of that night. Although she had been on guard, her state of mind was completely different.
At that time, she felt that her world had collapsed and her happiness had been snatched away.
But now, it seemed different again. Her frozen heart seemed to be slowly melting, and she felt that happiness was within reach.
But was that really the case?
It had already been six years. She knew that A Feng treated her well. If she and Zhuo WeiTing were really together, then what about A Feng?
Although it was separated by a window, everything inside could still be seen clearly. The apparatus flashed like a purple Yan's heart.
She was a little afraid that Zhuo Weiting would wake up.
She was already at a loss as to how to deal with the frenzied actions of Zhuo WeiTing when he woke up.
What would she do if he went crazy again?
Should she let him pester or let him heal first?
Do I really have to watch him seek his own demise?
When Zhuo Wei Ting's heartbeat sped up, Zi Yan made her decision in one second.
Follow him until he recovers.
Zi Yan changed into a sterile coat and entered the observation room. At this moment, Zhuo WeiTing's eyes were slowly opening.
"Yan'er, it's good to have you by my side."
Opening his eyes and seeing Zi Yan, he felt as if the whole world had changed for him. So this was the feeling of happiness.
Zhuo Wei Ting looked at Zi Yan, vexed at his previous arrogance. He should not have treated her coldly in the past.
He should not arm himself. He should be honest with the people he loved.
"Does the wound still hurt?"
Zi Yan walked over and sat on the side of the bed. She took the initiative to stretch out her hand and hold Zhuo WeiTing.
"It doesn't hurt. As long as you're here, nothing hurts. Yan'er, all these years, I've always owed you a favor."
Zhuo WeiTing's pale face actually blushed.
Zi Yan didn't think about what those three words were.
She had already made her decision. She would listen to him, listen to him, listen to his' emotions'. She would hide everything from her heart.
"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
Zi Yan Yang changed the topic.
"Yan'er, I remember you saying those three words every day."
Zhuo Wei's passionate gaze was something Zi Yan could not ignore.
The word 'sorry' spun in Ziyan's mind. She remembered that Zhuo WeiTing disliked it the most when she said those three words.
"I'll call the doctor."
Zi Yan wanted to retract her hand and leave, but the matter had happened, the time to apologize had already passed.
"Yan'er, I love you, I've always been silly, I thought love was unnecessary, and that men only needed to act to prove it, but now I know, it doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, as long as they love each other, they have to say it, to give each other confidence."
Zhuo Weitang pulled Zi Yan's hand to his lips and kissed it.
Zi Yan's brain lost all ability to think, what did he say?
No, he was not sorry. It was actually those three words. He had never said those three words before.
Why? Why was it so sudden this time? Why had he changed in the past few years?
"Can you say that again?"
After a long while, Zi Yan finally asked with a trembling voice.
"Wife, I love you."
Zhuo Wei Ting looked at Zi Yan with deep emotions.
"You … You said you loved me? "
Zi Yan asked in disbelief, thinking that she was the one listening, but he really said those two words.
"Yes, Yan'er, I love you. I always have, but I was very stingy before."
Zhuo Wei Ting looked at Zi Yan's red lips and licked it. He really wanted to taste Yan'er's red lips, but would Yan'er agree?
"Are you lying to me? You never say anything. You never say anything about love. "
Zi Yan's eyes filled with tears, she didn't expect herself to cry at such a time.
He didn't think that he would hear those two words, "He loves her."
Although these three words came a little late, she really liked them. All of her resentment seemed to have disappeared along with these three words.
"Yan'er, don't cry, you are already a mommy, you can't cry."
Zhuo Wei Ting extended his hand and gently wiped away the tears on Zi Yan's face, but he didn't wipe them as quickly as Zi Yan did.
"Why? Why did you have to wait until now? "Do you know how annoying it is?"
Zi Yan laid on the bed and cried loudly. This cry of "I love you" was seven years too late.
"Yan'er, don't cry, it's my fault, it's my fault, don't cry."
Zhuo Weitang didn't expect Yan'er to still like to cry so much. She had never seen her cry so much before.
"Hmm, don't think that I will forgive you just because you said those three words."
Zi Yan raised her head, rubbing her eyes and said.
Many cold weapons disintegrated in those three words.
"I dare not, my wife. I have a small request. If you can fulfill my little request, I will say those three words every day."
Zhuo Wei Ting 'craftily' laughed.
"What?"
Zi Yan's face turned slightly red, looking at Zhuo WeiTing's expression, this request was definitely not easy, he had always done bad things when he had this kind of expression in the past.
"Wife, do you know what I've been dreaming about all these years?"
Zhuo WeiTing pointed to his own lips as he spoke.
"Your dream, how would I know?"
Zi Yan's tone of voice couldn't help but soften, so it turned out that deep down, she was still that weak little girl.
"Wife, come closer."
Zhuo WeiTing looked at Zi Yan's rosy face, and all the blood in his body flowed to his head.
Zi Yan really lowered her head and leaned over. Actually, she knew, it was just that she was a little shy and was looking forward to it.
"Stick it in again."
Zhuo Wei raised his head. There was still some distance between them that he couldn't reach.
"Are you going to say it or not? If you don't, then forget it."
Just as Zi Yan was about to get up, Zhuo Weitang pulled her head down and pressed a hard slap on her face.
"Wife, I want you to kiss me. Moreover, I want you to kiss this place. This is a scene that occurs every day in my dreams. I want to confirm that I am not dreaming today."
After that, he let go of Zi Yan before she got angry and told her his request.