What's your feeling at the beginning? The aloof lawyer is crying!

Gu Jiang looked at Lin Yizhi's pitiful appearance, and his heart softened slightly, but soon hardened again. He sighed softly and said, "You should have a good rest and sleep, and your illness will get better quickly." After that, he turned around and prepared to go home.

When Lin Yizhi saw Gu Jiang was about to leave, she was immediately filled with fear. She quickly reached out her hand to hold Gu Jiang, begging in a trembling voice, "Can you stay with me? I'm so scared..." Her eyes were filled with helplessness and fear, and she looked like a frightened little rabbit.

Gu Jiang reluctantly stopped walking and slowly turned back to sit down beside the bed. When Lin Yizhi saw that Gu Jiang stayed, a relieved smile immediately appeared on her face. She hugged Gu Jiang's hand tightly as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw. There were still traces of tears on her face, but at this moment she felt unprecedented peace and stability.

Gu Jiang lowered his head slightly, watching Lin Yizhi holding his hand tightly, and an indescribable complex emotion surged in his heart. He wanted to gently withdraw his hand, but he was afraid of waking up Lin Yizhi who had finally fallen asleep, so he could only maintain this posture and let her hold him.

The room was so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of dust falling. The sunlight shone through the window, gently on them, as if covering them with a warm golden veil. Lin Yizhi's breathing was even and steady, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly perched on a petal. Although her face was still pale, she was more peaceful and tranquil in her sleep.

Lin Yizhizi's hands were tightly wrapped around Gu Jiang's arm, as if it was her most precious treasure in the world.

Her fingers were slightly bent and gently clasped Gu Jiang's sleeves, fearing that he would disappear if she let go.

Her long hair was scattered on the pillow like silk, and a few strands of hair shone softly in the sunlight. Her lips were slightly raised, as if she felt a hint of happiness even in her sleep.

Gu Jiang stared at Lin Yizhi's sleeping face quietly, and a corner of his heart gradually softened.

He began to recall every little bit of their past, and those beautiful memories unfolded in his mind like colorful paintings. They chased the waves together at the beach, their laughter echoing in the wind; they cuddled up to each other under the starry sky and made beautiful wishes together. Those memories were so clear, as if they happened yesterday.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Gu Jiang just sat quietly beside Lin Yizhi's bed, guarding her sleep.

The breeze gently blows through the curtains, bringing a breath of fresh air. Outside the window, birds sing happily on the branches, as if adding a touch of vitality to this peaceful picture.

Gu Jiang's eyes were full of tenderness and concern. He didn't know what the future would be like, but at this moment, he was willing to put aside all his worries just to give Lin Yizhi a good night's sleep, a quiet haven where she could temporarily forget her illness and worries.

He looked at Lin Yizhi's hands that were tightly holding him, and an inexplicable feeling of emotion welled up in his heart.

He knew that at this vulnerable moment, what Lin Yizhi needed most was his company. He sighed softly.

Perhaps because she didn't sleep well last night, Lin Yizhi slept particularly soundly while holding Gu Jiang. She was like a child immersed in a beautiful dream, forgetting all the pain and troubles. The hand that tightly held Gu Jiang seemed to be her only connection with the world.

Time passed quietly, and before I knew it, five or six hours had passed.

Lin Yizhizi woke up slowly, blinking her eyes and looking around in confusion.

The hand that she had originally held tightly in her arms was no longer there, and a sense of loss suddenly surged in her heart.

It was late at night, the room was pitch black, and so quiet that she could almost hear her own heartbeat. She looked around in panic, but couldn't find Gu Jiang. Did he leave? As soon as this thought came to her mind, tears welled up in her eyes, ready to burst out at any moment.

She hurriedly got up, staggered to the living room and turned on the light. However, the living room was also empty, with no sign of Gu Jiang.

Her heart sank, and a deep sense of loss enveloped her. She stood blankly in the middle of the living room, not knowing what to do.

Just when she was feeling disappointed, her eyes suddenly fell on the dining table. There was a note there, which stood out in the darkness. She walked over quickly, picked up the note, and read the words clearly: "There is porridge in the pot. Heat it up and drink it when you wake up."

Seeing these words, Lin Yizhi felt a warm current in her heart instantly, and a sweet feeling filled her heart.

She seemed to be able to imagine the gentle expression on Gu Jiang's face when he wrote this note. Although he was not around, his concern made her feel extremely warm.

She stood there, clutching the note tightly, unable to calm down for a long time.

The empty room no longer seemed so cold and lonely. She knew that although Gu Jiang was not around, his care was always there. This warmth, like a bright light in the darkness, illuminated her way forward.

Lin Yizhi held the note tightly, her heart filled with warmth. She slowly walked towards the kitchen.

She gently lifted the lid of the pot, and a faint aroma of porridge wafted in her face. The aroma seemed to carry Gu Jiang's care, instantly filling the entire kitchen. The porridge aroma was like a gentle hand, gently caressing her cheek, making her heart surge with warmth.

She carefully scooped out a bowl of porridge and heated it on the stove. The blue flames licked the bottom of the pot, making a slight "hissing" sound. She watched the flames dance quietly, and her thoughts drifted back to the time she spent with Gu Jiang.

The gentle eyes, caring words, and the bowl of porridge full of love at this moment, all touched her heart. Her eyes softened and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if she was immersed in beautiful memories.

After a while, the porridge was ready. Lin Yizhi carried the porridge and walked to the dining table and sat down. The bowl of porridge was still emitting hot steam, and white mist was rising under the light, like a dreamy veil.

She blew gently on the porridge in the spoon, and the tiny airflow brushed across the surface of the porridge, creating tiny ripples.

Then she put it into her mouth. The warm porridge spread on the tip of her tongue, with a hint of sweetness, as if it instantly dispelled the cold and loneliness of the late night. The temperature of the porridge was just right, warming her mouth and flowing slowly down her throat, like a warm river, nourishing her heart.

She drank the porridge slowly, and every mouthful was filled with the taste of happiness. She savored the texture of the porridge carefully, the soft and glutinous rice grains melted in her mouth, mixed with a light sweetness. Her eyes were focused and gentle, as if she was tasting the most delicious delicacy in the world.

Her fingers gently stroked the edge of the bowl, feeling the slight warmth, her heart filled with longing for Gu Jiang. (End of this chapter)