Trembling hands shakily took it, and Ning Xixi asked with a quiver, "What is this?"
"He wrote it down in the ambulance on the day he was taken to the hospital..."
Ji’s mother covered her face and wept, recalling the bloodied state of Ji Yebai that day, her shoulders involuntarily starting to shake.
"Luoluo, Yebai will be alright..." Ji’s father took Ji’s mother to sit down on the bench, softly comforting her, his eyes rimd with red blood vessels.
"Open it and see what he wrote to you," said Yan Yichen gently.
Ning Xixi’s fingertips trembled lightly, and it took her great effort finally to open the envelope.
Inside was a piece of notepaper torn off in haste, stained with dark brown blood.
[Don’t cry, don’t be scared, eat well, sleep well, study hard.
You and I, we part only in death, not in life.
Nothing but death can separate us.
If sothing happens to , don’t let it hinder your future—find soone who loves you, cherishes you, and treats you well to live happily.
Take care of my family for .
Love you, Xixi...]
The last ’Xi’, halfway through, is abruptly stopped, followed by a sprawling ss of strokes—clearly, he had fallen into a coma.
The amount of writing, under the condition of being shot, one wonders with what willpower he managed to write it down.
Ning Xixi bit the back of her hand to prevent the tears ready to fall.
This demon... why be so foolish?
He took care of every detail for her, even considering the worst-case scenarios, fearing she wouldn’t fare well.
A sob broke free, uncontrollable, spilling from her lips.
From soft whimpers to loud wails, it was a matter of re seconds.
Stupid Dabai!
If you die, I won’t find soone else!
I don’t want to part from you in life, nor do I want to part from you in death.
I want you to live well so that we can be together!
"Wuwuwu..."
Dabai, don’t leave alone.
The whole world could abandon , but not you!
Please recover quickly, please wake up, and I will listen obediently to you from now on, never arguing with you again!
We promised to walk tightly hand in hand.
You said, my side vision is you, and the rest of my life is also you.
Your rest of life is my rest of life too.
Yan Yichen watched her crying like this, gently patting her back, with a hint of helplessness, said, "Alright, no more crying. At this rate, you’ll wake him up."
Ning Xixi rubbed her eyes, "Really? Can I wake him up? Then I can cry louder..."
Yan Yichen’s lips curled into a would-be smile, but it quickly turned bitter.
"Fool."
He murmured, wracking his brains, finally coming up with a way to comfort Ning Xixi.
He patted her shoulder, signaling her to look at him.
He exhaled onto the glass, the mist fogging up the surface.
Yan Yichen drew a heart with his finger, "He’s just dreaming. You draw a heart, and he’ll see it in his dream and rush to wake up."
Knowing full well it was a trick for children, Ning Xixi still believed.
She copied Yan Yichen, drawing a heart.
"See, yours is bigger than mine, so he’ll definitely see your heart first. Once he sees it, he will wake up," said Yan Yichen with a tender smile.
White lies, sotis, are like a healing balm, comforting the heart.
Ning Xixi clutched the letter, her face streaked with tears, she choked out, "Ji Yebai, you have to wake up soon..."
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