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This soft, coquettish whisper, though clearly affectionate, felt like countless needles pricking Qin Song's heart. A dense, persistent pain welled up from the depths of her soul.

She raised her hand and placed it on the back of Pei Xingzhi's hand, suppressing her sobs and heartache as she earnestly replied, "I miss you too, Pei Xingzhi."

Pei Xingzhi weakly curled the corners of his lips and smiled gently at Qin Song. Qin Song was in so much pain that she could hardly breathe; it felt like a vine was tightly binding her throat, blocking both her breath and words, making her burst into tears.

"Don't cry." Pei Xingzhi gently wiped away her tears with his fingers. He was the one who was injured, yet he was the one trying to comfort Qin Song.

"Don't cry, Xiaosong. I'm awake and I'm fine."

Pei Xingzhi's attempts to comfort Qin Song only made her cry harder. Large tears streamed down her face like a broken string, soaking a small patch of Pei Xingzhi's blanket in the blink of an eye.

"Don't cry, Xiao Song." Pei Xingzhi struggled to get up, but because he was in too much pain, he couldn't get up and could only lie there anxiously.

"Your crying breaks my heart. Please don't cry, okay? Be good, Xiaosong."

Qin Song nodded, sobbing, biting her lip hard to try and suppress the overwhelming urge to cry.

Seeing her looking so wronged and sad, Pei Xingzhi's heart truly shattered into eight pieces.

"I'm sorry, Xiaosong. You were never a crybaby before, but now, I always make you cry."

"No." Qin Song took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing half of her tears.

“You haven’t wronged me.” She shook her head. Pei Xingzhi said, “In this world, the person who has been most worthy of me is you. You have never wronged me.”

Pei Xingzhi also shook his head: "No, I owe you. I couldn't give you a good life, and I even caused you to be bullied all the time. I heard you arguing with Qin Sisi and the others. I heard you cursing Qin Wushuang, and I also heard you say that you could die for me."

"Why are you so good to me?"

Qin Song tilted her head and rubbed her cheek against Pei Xingzhi's palm: "I like being nice to you."

"You like it... then... then can you kiss me?" Pei Xingzhi was covered in injuries, and his mind seemed to have become a little more childish. He looked at Qin Song expectantly, begging for a kiss like a little kid.

"Give me a kiss, I want to kiss you."

Qin Song reached out and touched the oxygen mask on his face, coldly refusing, "You can't kiss me now."

Pei Xingzhi was obedient. When Qin Song said that they couldn't kiss yet, he didn't try to make things difficult for Qin Song. Instead, he said, "Then you owe me a kiss. I'll ask you for it when I'm better."

Qin Song: "Okay."

Pei Xingzhi had just woken up, and his throat was a little sore from talking so much all at once.

"Cough cough cough..." He coughed a few times with a pained expression, his whole body shaking from the cough.

Qin Song stopped indulging him and immediately ran out of the ward to call in the on-duty doctor and nurse.

A group of people surrounded the hospital bed and examined Pei Xingzhi from head to toe. After the examination, they changed his IV drip and left only after confirming that there were no problems.

Pei's mother arrived at the hospital close to midnight, carrying three thermos containers filled with soup she had prepared for Pei Xingzhi.

But it was too late, and Pei Xingzhi couldn't drink it, so she could only put the soup down and sit by the bedside, rambling on with words of concern.

Qin Song was too tired these past few days. Before her mother-in-law could finish speaking, she curled up on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

“Mom,” Pei Xingzhi raised his still-intact hand and pointed towards the sofa, “Xiao Song is asleep, go and cover her with a blanket.”

"Oh dear..." Only then did Madam Pei realize that Qin Song was already asleep. She quickly walked over from the bedside and spread out the blanket to cover Qin Song completely.

Pei Xingzhi regained consciousness smoothly, and Qin Song slept soundly. Pei's mother looked at her peacefully closed eyes and her noticeably thinner face, and tears welled up in her eyes instantly with heartache.

“Xiao Song has really had a tough time lately. She has to work, take care of you, and deal with harassment from the Qin family all the time. She is carrying our Pei family’s child, and I feel so sorry for her every time I look at her.”

"But she never complains of being tired. In fact, she's willing to risk her life against those people so that you can get some rest."

The more Pei's mother spoke, the more her heart ached, and she only regretted that she couldn't think of a better way to treat Qin Song better.

Pei Xingzhi turned his head to the side, his eyes fixed tightly on Qin Song. Qin Song was sleeping peacefully, as peacefully as a kitten that had been wandering for a long time and had finally found its home.

At this moment, Pei Xingzhi's inner pain far exceeded his physical pain. He felt that he owed Qin Song too much, as if even giving his life wouldn't be enough to make up for it.

Pei's mother sat down beside Qin Song, gently patting his shoulder as if coaxing a child: "Xingzhi, what's past is past, don't dwell on it. From now on, you must treat Xiaosong well, and never let her suffer any injustice, understand?"

Pei Xingzhi blinked, his resolute gaze burning like the scorching sun in the desolate night.

……

He slept so soundly and peacefully that Qin Song woke up before nine o'clock the next day.

Pei's mother had already gone out to buy breakfast, while Pei Xingzhi was still asleep. Qin Song sat up from the sofa, took out his phone, and immediately opened WeChat.

At 2 a.m. last night, Shen Yan accepted her friend request and sent her a WeChat message.

—What kind of deal do you want to make with me?

Qin Song typed the message he had prepared beforehand into the chat box and sent it without hesitation.

—I'll help you gain favor and save your life; in return, you cooperate with me to take revenge.

Shen Yan replied almost instantly.

—Revenge? What revenge do you want?

Qin Song: You don't need to worry about that. You just need to cooperate with me unconditionally. Don't worry, my requests won't be unreasonable.

Shen Yan replied: So how are you going to help me gain favor? Aren't you unwilling to hand over Pei Xingzhi even if it means death?

Qin Song: I didn't say I was going to give up Pei Xingzhi. What I meant was, I'll allow you to appear in Pei Xingzhi's field of vision to earn some goodwill that's enough to save your life. Don't even think about anything else.

Shen Yanhui was quite frank and straightforward in her message.

—You think I can just give up on this? Since I've managed to reappear in front of Pei Xingzhi, why not just snatch him away? After all, you gave up this opportunity yourself, so why not take it?

Qin Song sneered at his phone screen.

—If you're not afraid of your hard-earned goodwill plummeting to its lowest point, then feel free to act recklessly. I've already taught you a lesson; if you're still as foolish as before, there's nothing I can do. After all, you can't reason with a damned devil.

……

Shen Yanhui remained silent.