Time Travel: Conditional Wealth

After all, paper cannot contain fire.

The news of He Xi's illness was finally known to her family when she woke up.

He's father was so frightened that he fell ill for several days. After taking good care of her father, He Fei rushed to Beijing to visit her sister who had been in a coma for a month.

He Fei pressed He Zhien's shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Brother, you are really kind. You didn't even mention that my little sister was sick?"

He Zhien was too guilty to look He Fei in the eye, and tried to get away with it with a playful smile: "I'm afraid you and father will worry, and I don't know what the disease is. How can I say, is he possessed by evil spirits?"

"Huh?" The brother and sister paused at the same time, and they both thought of their mother who was far away in prison.

But she also felt it was impossible, and He Xi said she had gone crazy.

He Fei crossed her arms over her chest, raised her chin towards Lu Jinan, and asked He Zhien, "Is he sick too? He's so thin that he looks unrecognizable."

"Well! I take care of my sister too." He Zhien will not give in at all when it comes to caring for her sister.

He Fei smiled and said, "Do you think I believe it?"

When everyone else was immersed in the joy of He Xi's awakening, Lu Jinan was more blaming himself. When He Fei saw that his face was as thin as He Xi's, the words of blame were already on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed them back.

"It's good that you woke up, it's good that you woke up." He Fei's eyes were wet and she wiped them twice randomly, "He Xi, you really feel uncomfortable if you don't do anything bad in a day. You scared me to death."

The two sisters hugged each other. He Xi patted He Fei's back and comforted her: "Okay, I'm awake now. I'm fine now. Oh, by the way, how's business lately?"

"You only care about money. My dad and I are scared to death." He Fei frowned.

He Xi let go of He Fei's hand and raised his hand to touch her chest to feel her heartbeat: "It's okay, my heart is still beating. How's Dad?"

He Fei pushed He Xi's hand away and looked at Lu Jinan.

Lu Jinan explained: "I have already sent a telegram. I will tell you the details when you call me when you are better."

After another three days of observation in the hospital, everyone allowed He Xi to be discharged.

From the time He Xi woke up to the time she was discharged from the hospital, a full five days had passed. Lu Jinan seemed to always be deliberately avoiding her. Sometimes, even when he was right in front of her, she would feel that he was so far away from her.

Just like they were once kites in each other's hands, the strings were originally tightly held in each other's hands.

But one day you suddenly find that the rope that is pulling you loosens without any warning. You become more panicked than nervous. Even though you know that the other party will not easily loosen the rope, your heart still feels uneasy as if it is being pulled.

The feeling of uneasiness will gradually expand over time, spreading throughout the body and even reaching every tiny hair.

Lu Jinan said nothing, but it seemed like he said a lot.

During these few days, everyone tacitly asked nothing, and the two of them said nothing. He knew that even if he and He Xi kept apologizing, they could not make up for their guilt.

He Xi must have comforted herself by saying that she had died once and there was nothing to be afraid of. Besides, she did all this voluntarily and no one forced her to do this.

The more He Xi downplayed it, the more uncomfortable and self-blaming Lu Jinan felt.

If he were given another chance, he would not choose to tell He Xi anything about the nightmare, not a single word.

After returning to the Lu family from the hospital, they slept separately.

He Xi came out of the shower and stared at the empty room in a daze. He used to always pester her and get angry if she didn't sleep with him. He would even climb into bed in the middle of the night. But now he doesn't even dare to look at her.

Is she some kind of monster? She is clearly a delicate and soft little liar.

You don't need to wear warm clothes in the summer, but the large bed always feels cold. No matter where you put your hands and feet, they are cold. You can't feel Lu Jinan's hot body temperature or his cool breath at all.

He Xi tried to pick up the pillow he used to sleep on, but couldn't find the familiar smell for a long time. Could it be that his nose was damaged due to an illness?

Shouldn't it be? She also smelled the chicken soup that Liu's mother cooked tonight?

He Xi suddenly realized what was going on, because Lu Jinan hadn't been here for a long time.

He Xi looked at the night outside, which was as dark as water, and then looked at the time. He should have gone to bed already.

Relying on his familiarity with the place, He Xi tiptoed into Lu Jinan's room. He must have been sleeping uneasily, his brows were unconsciously furrowed, and his fists were clenched tightly.

He Xi sat on the edge of the bed, consciously moving closer to Lu Jinan. She wanted to raise her hand to trace his facial features, but she was worried that he would wake up and distance himself from her again.

Silently guarding is the best companionship. He Xi didn’t understand before why they could protect each other but not be together. Now she has experienced it personally, because only when you have the other person in your heart will you be afraid of losing him/her.

As long as no one points it out, the seemingly peaceful scene can be retained, and each party lives in the illusion that the other has woven for themselves.

He Xi sat beside Lu Jinan's bed for a while before leaving. When she stood up, Lu Jinan grabbed her wrist tightly with a bit of force.

He Xi looked back in surprise, and he said innocently, "You left after just a short while. I sat here all night."

He Xi opened her mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment, as it was clearly him who rejected her.

Lu Jinan struggled internally for a while, patted the seat beside him, and the same magnetic voice came out again: "Come here."

He Xi really wanted to refuse, but her body was more honest than her thoughts. When she came to her senses, she was already lying next to Lu Jinan. She wanted to scold herself for being useless, but she really missed him.

They both lay on their sides, facing each other, quietly staring at each other's profiles, they couldn't get enough of looking at them, one had a handsome profile, the other had a bony face.

Okay, she admitted that she was not as pretty as before because she was thin, but... she was still the most beautiful, at least she thought so.

He Xi moved and slowly approached Lu Jinan, then hugged him. She didn't dare to say anything, but just gently stroked his back.

"If you really don't know how to face me, then separate for a while and calm down first."

"Shut up." Lu Jinan said coldly. He knew that He Xi only had this one trick. If something went wrong, they would separate and calm down. He raised his hand and pinched her chin, saying, "Do you have any other tricks?"

He Xi's tears slid down her cheeks, and she sobbed, "You're the one who left me alone. What can I do?"

Lu Jinan pursed her lips: "Then you'll cry?"

"Just cry."

Crying late at night, He Xi is really killing Lu Jinan, won’t her eyes be swollen when she wakes up tomorrow morning? Just rely on the fact that you like her and love her.

"Don't cry." Lu Jinan approached He Xi and kissed the corner of her lips. "Don't even think about escaping from me and finding other young men."

"I'm hungry."

Lu Jinan roared angrily: "I'm even hungrier."

"Yeah, my chin is pointed."

"I'm still worried about you."

"I'm really hungry." He Xi coquettishly rubbed into Lu Jinan's arms.

Lu Jinan freed one hand to touch He Xi's belly, which was deflated, indicating that she was really hungry. He sighed in his heart that the little boy he had worked so hard to fatten up had become skin and bones. Why was it so difficult to raise a wife?