"Brother Cheng, Miss Beauty is awake and her condition is basically stable. You can..."
Outside the sterile special care ward of the base hospital, the doctors and nurses who had finished the examination came out and reported the situation to Di Cheng, who had been waiting outside for two days. But before he could finish speaking, Di Cheng had already opened the door and walked in.
Anne thanked the doctors and nurses, motioned for them to leave, and arranged for the guards to block the end of the corridor to prevent outsiders from disturbing her.
Meiyan's surgery was completed two days ago. After Changsun Qianwen's efforts, the process was very successful. However, Meiyan's physical condition was extremely weak due to excessive blood loss and long-term lack of treatment, and a large number of wounds were infected.
Especially for the right arm, Commander Sun Qianwen almost gave up. After the operation, his vital signs were very unstable and his life was in danger. Therefore, a sterile care ward was specially set up and no one was allowed to enter without permission, including Di Cheng.
For two days, Di Cheng has been standing outside the window, suppressing the anxiety and worry in his heart, waiting patiently, watching quietly, sleepless, silent, just standing and watching.
After learning that Yang Jing and Fang Zhongshou were going to assist Yu Xiaotian that day, they transferred the guards over and strictly prohibited any approach and did not want to receive any news from the outside world.
Waiting, just waiting! The frequent loss of consciousness, the frequent trance, and the worry in the expressions made both Annie and Ye Wantong a little disgusted, but the slowly haggard face and blood-red eyes made the two women feel heartbroken.
The ward was dimly lit and silent, with a strong smell of medicine floating in the air, mixed with a touch of blood. Meiyan was lying quietly on the hospital bed, with needles and testing equipment inserted all over her body. Her childish and delicate face was haggard, and her face was pale.
He was as pale as paper, his cheeks were slightly sunken, and he looked very weak and pitiful.
Di Cheng walked gently to the hospital bed, knelt down slowly, stared quietly, and was silent for a long time. He wanted to call out for beauty, but for some reason he couldn't open his mouth. A touch of bitterness mixed with guilt,
Flowing in my heart.
She regards herself as the only relative in this life, her beloved relative, silently devoting everything and silently protecting herself, but she has never asked for anything extravagantly, and has never made any demands. Perhaps... staying by her side is the right way to treat herself.
Her greatest comfort.
To this former sister and now lover, Di Cheng had made many promises. He vowed to give her happiness, promised to marry her, love her and cherish her, and promised to hold hands and heart to heart amidst the blooming mountain flowers in the future.
But...ask yourself...have any of the promises you made ever been fulfilled?
Di Cheng owed Meiyan so much... so much that he couldn't believe it, and he felt sad for Meiyan.
For two days, he stood quietly outside the door, thinking a lot and understanding a lot.
The reason why this situation occurs is because of over-reliance on beauty, I have developed a 'habit' and taken it as a 'natural thing'. I have unknowingly ignored her and forgotten her. Many times, many situations, and more often
How many times have you regarded beauty as a 'doorkeeper', a 'thug', and... a 'lover'? How many times have you cared for and cherished her like a treasure?
It seems...no...
Di Cheng could use the excuse of "too busy" to escape and the "situation" to evade. But in fact, Di Cheng did not think deeply about it and did not care about it attentively.
Because of the painful experience of beauty, and because of too many ups and downs, her attachment to herself is almost pathological, and it is an incomprehensible obsession.
Whoever it is, should be doubly cherished and cared for. But what have I done?? No... really nothing...
That day, Meiyan and Yaya were killed at the same time. The one he should save was actually Meiyan, but the one he had to save was Yaya. In the end, reason defeated his emotions and gave up on Meiyan. Although he gave Leng Feng's troops an almost harsh order
A strict order, but after all, he is not going there in person, and the meaning is very different.
Fortunately, Meiyan was rescued, otherwise... he didn't know how to face Di Yunyi, how to face his own conscience, or how to face the scene when Meiyan encountered an accident.
Looking at the pale and indifferent cheeks on the hospital bed, looking at the bandaged little hands still clenched, Di Cheng could clearly feel the beauty's 'insecurity' and her loneliness. In the underground world
, she is a quasi-emperor and a ghostly humanoid master, but in fact... she is a girl, a girl who is afraid of being alone and needs care.
Meiyan and Yaya have too many similarities. Their "coldness" and "cruelty" are actually a kind of self-protection. They are the most lonely and insecure people.
Di Cheng stared at Meiyan's pale face, feeling pity in his heart. He didn't even know how to face Meiyan, or how to explain his "abandonment" at that time.
Di Cheng closed his eyes, lowered his head, clasped his hands tightly on his forehead, secretly adjusted his emotions, and tried his best to smile, hoping to feel the warmth when Mei Yan opened her eyes.
But... because of the guilt and love in my heart, the simple action of 'smiling' seemed so difficult today. After several efforts and helplessness, the smile felt normal.
But when he raised his head again, Meiyan opened her eyes at some point and was looking at him quietly.
When their eyes met and their eyes intertwined, Di Cheng suddenly felt guilty, but his beautiful face... slowly showed a smile.
Perhaps because of the pain and weakness, Mei Yan's smile was very light, and it only melted away the indifference on her face.
Di Cheng's heart trembled slightly, and he carefully held Meiyan's hand: "You are already at home, you are safe, no one can hurt you anymore."
Meiyan looked at Di Cheng quietly. After staring for a long time, the smile at the corner of her mouth slowly widened a bit, but a hint of haziness appeared in her eyes unconsciously.
She is not good at expressing and has never expressed it, but the smiles and tears at this moment contain too much, especially her attachment to Di Cheng.
From running away from home, to training in Outer Mongolia, from encountering an ambush, to struggling to escape, to being seriously injured and comatose, to being taken away by prisoners. Mei Yan has always been cold, indifferent, indifferent, without showing any timidity, and has never made the slightest beg for mercy.
She didn't even show anything other than 'indifference'. She looked at everything with cold eyes and treated everyone with indifference.
But in fact, when faced with death, difficulties, loneliness and pain, she never had a desire deep in her heart. During the ten days when she was paralyzed on the grass, she never wanted to be cared for.
It's just that she won't show it to outsiders because she doesn't trust anyone and doesn't have any sense of security towards outsiders.
Only Di Cheng!! Only this 'big brother' is her only one, her relative, who can bring her a sense of security, make her feel relaxed, and whom she can trust and rely on without reservation.
After a long period of turbulence and pain, it was only now, when I saw Di Cheng and felt the warmth from my hands, that Mei Yan truly found safety and slowly loosened her tense nerves and guardedness.
It’s been half a month, and she’s... tired...
"It's safe, we're safe." Di Cheng gently wiped away the tears dripping from the corners of Meiyan's eyes and tried to smile: "It will never be like this again, absolutely never. Brother, I promise you, never."
Meiyan nodded weakly and lifted her body with difficulty. Di Cheng quickly sat on the bed and carefully and gently lifted Meiyan into his arms.
Meiyan greedily breathed in the scent of Di Cheng, like a lost child who has found its relatives again after suffering. The smile on her face is actually attachment and longing. Meiyan's body is covered with scars, and the slightest movement will pull the wound.
It brought severe pain, but at this moment, he was nestled tightly in Di Cheng's arms, hugging him tightly, letting the pain stimulate the nerves, and letting the blood seep into the bandage.
She just wants this warmth, this embrace, this breath.
Want this kind of safety and care.
Before traveling to Outer Mongolia to start her experience, Meiyan had felt cold and lonely because of Di Cheng's gradual neglect, and had also experienced pain and resentment. This was the reason why she left quietly. But after experiencing a long and lonely life, she experienced
After the struggle of pursuit and escape, as well as the long wandering on the line of life and death, and the endless darkness, she truly discovered and understood that she could never forget this feeling and could not live without this embrace.
So, she came back, she... smiled...
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