Han Jingnian seed to know what she was asking. He reached out, caressed her face, and then pulled her into his embrace, murmuring comfortingly, "I’m alright."
His words were extrely calm, but at these three words, a chill still took his breath away.
He truly hadn’t expected to be so lucky to survive to such an extent. At that mont, he truly thought he was done for. When Chen Qingtian dragged him off the cliff, he was glad that he had said everything he wanted to say to her, while she was being controlled by Chen Qingtian.
Even he himself didn’t understand why, in such a precarious situation, he was suddenly able to articulate all the words he couldn’t previously make sense of so clearly to her.
After a short while, Han Jingnian noticed the girl in front of his chest was still trembling. He gently patted her back: "It’s okay now, it’s all over..."
He was never good at comforting people, repeating only these few phrases over and over. After saying them a few tis, he suddenly felt a wetness on his chest. He stiffened for a mont, as if realizing sothing, and pulled her out of his embrace.
Her face was covered in tears; she didn’t make a sound, just silently wept.
Zhang Te, who was oblivious to the conversation behind him, continued on his own: "Mr. Han, today you really witnessed a miracle! Otherwise, the funeral and morial service we prepared for you for that play a while back would all have to be redone..."
Amidst Zhang Te’s remarks, Han Jingnian quickly reached out his finger to wipe away Xia Wan’an’s tears.
Perhaps truly frightened, Xia Wan’an’s expression was dull, tears flowing incessantly as if they cost nothing.
Left with no other choice, Han Jingnian moved the hand that was wiping her tears to the back of her head, leaned down, and kissed her eyes, the bridge of her nose, lips...
"If it really had to be done over, at least the money for a grave and an urn would be saved, no need to purchase new ones..." Mumbling to himself, Zhang Te suddenly looked up, saw the kissing couple in the rearview mirror, and instantly lost his voice: "..."
Apparently, all his prattling had been for naught—no one was listening!
Feeling a bit hurt, Zhang Te fixed his gaze on the road ahead, and until they entered the city, he did not speak again, showing tactful silence.
...
Upon arriving at Xie Lin’s hospital, Han Jingnian underwent a full body examination. Aside from so muscle abrasions and joint sprains, he had no major issues with his internal organs and bones. There was a head injury and so minor concussion, so he needed to stay in the hospital for observation for two days.
As for Chen Qingtian, who ca back with Xie Lin, her external injuries were much more serious than Han Jingnian’s. In addition, she had a broken arm. After treating her injuries, the police almost arrived.
Since Han Jingnian was hospitalized, his statent was taken in the hospital. As Xia Wan’an was seeing the police leave Han Jingnian’s ward, she happened to see Chen Qingtian being escorted out by the police.
Chen Qingtian showed no fear or regret. As she was wearing a cast and not handcuffed, she smiled brightly at Xia Wan’an when she saw her. Then she followed the police, and after walking a short distance, she turned her head again and gave Xia Wan’an an incredibly sinister smile.
Her smile was unsettling, as if it carried so deep, hidden aning.
Her smile inexplicably made Xia Wan’an’s heart flutter with unease.
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