FSC [QT] Chapter 44.1

After more than three hours of rescue, Xiao Wu was temporarily out of danger and was sent to the intensive care unit.

Han Yang sat next to Xiao Wu’s hospital bed. Holding in his hand was Xiao Wu’s belongings, a women’s bag, and two beautifully wrapped gifts that Fu Yunshen gave him.

Before Xiao Wu woke up, Han Yang looked at the two gifts in his hand and was almost swallowed up by regret and guilt. (T/N: Why do I feel happy?)

Crack—

Han Yang carefully tore open the packaging of the two gifts.

One of the gifts was smaller, only the size of a child’s fist. When he opened it, he discovered that it was a jewelry box. Han Yang opened the lid with trembling hands and took out the simple ring inside.

“Is it for me? It’s so beautiful.”

Han Yang’s voice had a thick nasal sound. He put the ring on his ring finger while crying and laughing.

If he didn’t break the appointment last night, it should be Xiao Wu who put the ring on his finger, right?

A feeling of depression lingered in Han Yang’s chest, suffocating his throat and making him feel like he couldn’t breathe. He could only breathe heavier and more powerful to avoid suffocation.

Putting the jewelry box aside, Han Yang opened another gift.

This was an old notebook. Although it could be seen that the owner cherished it very much, the pages were still yellowing.

Han Yang recognized it at a glance. This notebook was from the same series as the notebook that he received back then.

He flipped through the notebook page by page and looked at the content. He seemed to see the growth of a girl who wrote her first diary at the age of ten.

Han Yang’s hands were shaking more and more. He could hardly hold the diary steady. His heart felt the tearing pain again and again.

However, Han Yang didn’t know what was urging him to finish reading the diary under such circumstances.

When he turned to the last page, several postcards fell to the ground. Han Yang knelt down and picked up the postcards.

There were twelve postcards in total, which were the birthday gifts he gave to ‘Xiao Wu’.

There was his blessing on it, but on top of it, there was an unfamiliar message: I wish you were the one to accompany me through these sceneries, but I don’t have time anymore.

This was Xiao Wu’s character, beautiful and elegant.

Han Yang could imagine how she felt when she wrote this line. It was precisely because he knew it that he felt even more regretful and painful.

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The day after the operation, Xiao Wu woke up, and the first thing she saw was Han Yang, who had been awake all night beside the hospital bed.

He looked a bit embarrassed now, with disheveled clothes, an unshaven beard, and the strong smell of alcohol caused by the previous hangover.

Because he hadn’t slept a wink for a whole day, his eyeballs were covered with red bloodshot eyes, his eyes were black and blue, and even his face was dull.

Compared with the energetic Young Master Han in the past, he now looked like a wandering beggar.

“You didn’t come…”

“I’ve been waiting for you all night, but you didn’t come.”

Ah Wu’s throat was very dry, and her voice was hoarse.

“I’m sorry. It’s all my fault.”

Han Yang cried and laughed, not caring about his face. Now he was willing to kneel down and admit his mistake even if Xiao Wu asked him to.

“Xiao Wu, will you marry me?”

Han Yang took out the ring from his pocket that he had prepared to propose. This was supposed to be given to Xiao Wu on his birthday.

“Good.”

Xiao Wu didn’t pester him to ask why he didn’t show up that night, nor did she question him or scold him, because it was too much of a waste of time for her.

Because Han Yang broke the appointment, they wasted another two days. She didn’t have that much time to waste.

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