The other side of the boundless sea of ​​kindness

Jiang Chengyu was alone, silently observing the data jumping on various instruments, his eyes focused and anxious.

When he saw that Mu Xiaoji's face, which had just turned livid, gradually turned red,

It's like the buds of early spring slowly blooming with the colors of life,

The raging storm in his heart finally calmed down.

His gentle eyes stared at Xiaoji's originally thin face without blinking.

The face is now more clearly defined than it was two years ago.

Every contour is like a mark left by the ruthless knife of time, making people feel heartbroken as if being pierced by thousands of arrows.

Jiang Chengyu's eyes were slightly red, and there was a gleam of heartache and pity in his eyes.

He slowly reached out his hand and gently touched Mu Xiaoji's head.

The movements were so gentle that it felt like touching the most precious and fragile treasure in the world.

Mu Xiaoji gradually showed signs of waking up from his coma. Jiang Chengyu called out to him expectantly:

"Xiaoji...Xiaoji...how do you feel?"

Mu Xiaoji opened his eyes with difficulty and looked around in confusion.

I found myself in a cold emergency room, surrounded by various instruments.

From time to time, the machine makes a beeping sound, which is particularly clear in this silent space.

In the huge emergency room, they were the only two people there.

Jiang Chengyu saw Mu Xiaoji's dazed state and smiled.

I just breathed a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly he slowly closed his eyes again.

Jiang Chengyu's heart instantly rose to his throat, and he became nervous again.

He quickly looked at the instrument and found that the data did not fluctuate, which made him feel relieved.

But he still looked at the confused Mu Xiaoji without knowing why, and held his shoulders anxiously.

He shouted nervously, "Xiaoji...Xiaoji, wake up?"

Mu Xiaoji smiled and slowly opened his eyes again.

Her eyes fell on Jiang Chengyu's face, but she said nothing, just maintaining that faint smile.

Jiang Chengyu was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and beads of sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks:

"Xiaoji, what's wrong with you? What's the problem? Say something!"

Mu Xiaoji closed his eyes again and murmured, "Don't make noise,

I don’t want to wake up, in my dream Cheng Yu will always be with me; when I wake up... he will be gone.”

The faint voice seemed to come from a distant place, carrying with it endless attachment and sorrow.

Jiang Chengyu held Mu Xiaoji's hand tightly with a heartbreaking force, as if to convey all his emotions to him.

His thin lips gently kissed the back of his hand, the cool touch made his heart ache even more.

Unable to control the long-suppressed emotions in my heart any longer, I knelt on one knee.

She leaned over Mu Xiaoji's bed and began to cry.

How much he didn't want to leave Xiaoji and didn't want him to be caught in a dilemma.

But he didn't expect that God liked to play tricks on him and quietly brought him to the foreign country of Los Angeles.

Here, I was penniless and had no ID, so it was not easy to go back to find Mu Xiaoji.

Mu Xiaoji seemed to sense Jiang Chengyu's deep sadness, and subconsciously tightened his hand.

Endless sadness swept over me, and tears had already flowed uncontrollably.

Jiang Chengyu keenly felt that Mu Xiaoji clenched his hand in response.

So he wiped his embarrassed tears on his left arm and stood up in a hurry.

Seeing that his tears had already wet the bed, 8 helped him take off the oxygen mask.

He stretched out his right hand and gently wiped Mu Xiaoji's tears with his sleeve.

Mu Xiaoji bit his wrist at that moment, and at that moment, he was like a little beast that had gone crazy after being injured.

The teeth first touched his skin lightly, then suddenly exerted force and sank deeply into it.

Jiang Chengyu could clearly feel his sharp teeth piercing his skin.

A sharp pain suddenly came over me, as if countless needles were piercing my wrist at the same time.

But he remained motionless, knowing that Xiaoji had suffered far more than that in the past two years.

Mu Xiaoji bit tighter and tighter, and a low and suppressed whimper came from his throat, which was filled with endless pain and resentment.

Once again, his tears burst out like a flood, his body kept shaking, and his breathing was rapid and extremely disordered.

The teeth left deep marks on his wrist, and blood slowly seeped out.

Jiang Chengyu endured the pain, there was no blame in his eyes, only full of love and deep guilt.

He just stood there quietly, without moving, allowing him to vent his inner emotions as he pleased.

It seemed as if he would be willing to endure any amount of pain as long as it could make him feel better.

After venting his anger, Mu Xiaoji slowly let go of Jiang Chengyu's bloody hand.

He asked softly, "You didn't take anything with you when you left. How did you end up here?"

Jiang Chengyu looked at Mu Xiaoji's red and swollen eyes and responded: "I didn't want to come here, I just sat quietly by the sea,

Don't know where to go? When I woke up again, I came here.

Later, it was Karina who told me that she and her father, Sir Cedric, had found me in the sea.

I was rescued from the cruise ship and returned to Winston Manor on a private jet."

Mu Xiaoji said excitedly: "You are talking nonsense. You just don't want me anymore and choose to die at sea."

"No... I don't have Xiaoji, I really don't want to abandon you; it was really just an accident." Jiang Chengyu explained anxiously.

"It's been two years and you didn't even call me. And you still say it's not true? Who would believe me?" Mu Xiaoji said angrily.

"I...I don't have a phone..." Jiang Chengyu explained forcefully.

Mu Xiaoji smiled bitterly and said, "You don't have a phone. Hum... Is it because that beautiful lady made you forget about her?"

"No, Xiaoji, I really don't. I have missed you all the time in the past two years." Jiang Chengyu expressed his true feelings.

"Do you believe what you say?" Mu Xiaoji asked.

Jiang Chengyu looked at a loss, and Xiaoji didn't know what to say so that he could understand his helplessness.

Mu Xiaoji slowly stood up and coldly unplugged all the instruments plugged into his body.

Jiang Chengyu hurriedly stopped him and said, "Xiao Ji, don't be like this; take a rest for a while, I'll take you to the ward."

"No need. I can live on my own for two years, and I can still do it after that." Mu Xiaoji said, preparing to get out of bed and leave.

Unfortunately, he didn't have a cane, and the moment he pushed Jiang Chengyu away, he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Jiang Chengyu was quick to hug him and said, "Be careful..."

Mu Xiaoji instantly saw a bright red bloodstain on Jiang Chengyu's shoulder.

He asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. If you're still not satisfied, come again." Jiang Chengyu said lovingly without a moment's hesitation.

"It's too cold, I want to leave here." Mu Xiaoji said to ease the embarrassment.

"Okay..." Jiang Chengyu picked up Mu Xiaoji like a princess and walked towards the door of the emergency room. The door sensed the arrival of someone and opened automatically.

Karina, Cedric and Andreas suddenly heard the door of the emergency room open.

Kate was seen holding Mu Xiaoji and walking out with big strides.

Mu Xiaoji wrapped his arms around Kate's neck and buried his head deeply in it, looking extremely intimate.

Karina was furious. She threw the flowers in her hand at Jiang Chengyu's feet, turned around and left in a hurry.

Andreas couldn't believe his eyes and asked, "What's going on?"

Seeing his sister leave angrily, he immediately said, "Father, it doesn't seem appropriate for us to be here now. Let's go back first!"

Cedric also looked confused. After hearing what Andreas said, he waved his hand helplessly and turned away.

Jiang Chengyu didn't think too much about it for the moment and just wanted to send Mu Xiaoji back to his ward.

Jiang Chengyu walked into his ward and gently placed Mu Xiaoji on the bed.

Then she carefully covered him with the blanket and said, "Wait for me, I'll get you an oxygen tank."

"No, I'm much better now!" Mu Xiaoji grabbed Jiang Chengyu's hand and said.

"Are you sick?" Mu Xiaoji suddenly asked.

Jiang Chengyu's eyes flickered a little, and he said, "No."

Mu Xiaoji frowned and said angrily, "You are talking nonsense again. It is clearly..."

Jiang Chengyu explained embarrassedly: "It was... it was last night... that... Karina is Mr. Cedric's daughter,

Mr. Cedric saved me and was very kind to me.

Perhaps out of respect for my father and curiosity about me, he always appears by my side.

She was enthusiastic and proactive. She often chatted with me, took me to familiarize myself with Los Angeles and Winston Manor, and took good care of me.

But I treated her simply out of politeness and gratitude, and never had any other thoughts.

Last night she used that aromatherapy to enter my bedroom without my consent, which resulted in me suffocating and fainting.

I really don’t have any special relationship with her. You are the only one in my heart, Xiaoji.”

"Tsk, explanation is just covering up; in just two years, you, a person with no English foundation,

Spoken in fluent English, I couldn't recognize you during the same surgery.

Is there anything you can't do?" Mu Xiaoji said aggressively.

Jiang Chengyu lowered his heavy head speechlessly.

Only at this moment did Mu Xiaoji realize that the blood dripping from the hand holding Jiang Chengyu had stained the white quilt!

Mu Xiaoji realized how unreasonable he was at this moment, and quickly let go of Jiang Chengyu's hand.

Seeing his hands stained with his blood, he said nervously:

"I'm sorry Cheng Yu, I...I...I didn't want to hurt you, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it Cheng Yu."

Jiang Chengyu hurriedly sat down beside the bed, holding Mu Xiaoji's shoulders and said:

"It's okay, Xiaoji, don't worry, I'll just go wash it."

"No, go to the infirmary for disinfection. I'm much better now, go quickly..." Mu Xiaoji urged anxiously.

Jiang Chengyu walked towards the ward door reluctantly, and Mu Xiaoji seemed to have just woken up from a dream.

Touching my unreal cheek, I am always afraid that it is just another pipe dream, and when I wake up I will still be wandering alone in a foreign country.