235: Chapter 235 Just Like Returning to the Beginning 235: Chapter 235 Just Like Returning to the Beginning “So what, I’ve said Gu Youyou can’t die!” Jin Zijin roared, “Ajing, I hope this is the only ti!” This was a warning to him.
His taut face signaled just how angry he was about Yue Rujing’s reckless bloodletting.
“Huh…” Yue Rujing let out a low, bitter laugh and said lightly, “Life is yours, you call the shots!” He would have to be out of his mind to panic.
In front of the window, Jin Zijin’s tall figure stood for a long ti, blocking the sunlight streaming in from outside the window.
His silhouette looked sowhat desolate and lonely, as isolated as a statue.
Lying down for too long made Gu Youyou feel uncomfortable.
It had been a while since she’d lain down for such an extended period, and her patience wasn’t what it used to be.
And the man in front of the window endured too much.
He must have been standing there for quite a while, the sun moving from east to west, yet he remained like a statue, standing there, seemingly lost in thought.
Gu Youyou turned over, facing the direction of the window where Jin Zijin stood.
This was Yue Rujing’s study where she slept; their bedroom had been ruined by the n in black, unfit for sleeping.
Yue Rujing really knew how to enjoy life; the bed was so comfortable it nearly rivaled a modern mattress, in stark contrast to the hard wooden beds of ancient tis.
The noise behind her woke the standing figure by the window.
Gu Youyou saw his body sway before he slowly turned around.
He drew the bed curtain and saw her looking pale from blood loss.
“I…
am a bit thirsty!” Gu Youyou opened her mouth, looking for an excuse to ease the awkwardness.
A flicker of uncontrollable joy crossed Jin Zijin’s face, and he said cheerfully, “Mm, I’ll get you so water!”
He was afraid she’d notice the secret on his face and left almost as if fleeing.
As he turned away, Gu Youyou finally smiled.
She thought: So, he does care about , and maybe it’s not just because my blood can detoxify.
Soon, a bowl of water at just the right temperature was brought before her.
When Gu Youyou was too sick to take care of herself, Jin Zijin had gotten used to attending to her, and she had grown accustod to his care, creating a natural understanding between them.
He extended his arm behind her back and gently propped up her body, then helped her sit up.
With one hand supporting her back, and the other holding the coarse bowl, he fed her.
After swallowing half a bowl of water, Gu Youyou felt sowhat better.
Wanting a drink wasn’t just an excuse; she was genuinely thirsty.
After placing her back in bed and covering her with a blanket, Jin Zijin said softly, “There’s congee still simring on the stove, I can get you so.”
“No need!” As he rose, Gu Youyou grabbed his hand.
His hand was still warm but no longer scaldingly so.
This was his usual temperature.
“I want to get a good look at you.”
Jin Zijin sat at the edge of the bed, tugged at the corner of his mouth, and generously brushed his long hair behind his ear, chuckling softly, “Alright, look!”
He smiled just right!
With the sa eyes, the sa prominent nose, only because he changed a layer of skin, he looked completely different.
If Jin Ziyuan was like a piece of crystal-clear glaze, Yue Rujing an untouchable fairy in the moon, then Jin Zijin was like the warm sun of early spring in March, capable of lting ice and snow!
Always just right, unknowingly warming the ice and snow that had been cold all winter.
Gu Youyou raised her hand, wanting to touch and see.
As her hand lifted, pain at her wrist and the ugly white bandage wrapped around it reminded her of the large cut made there early this morning.
But seeing Jin Zijin safe and unhard, she felt it was worth it.
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