Mo Shu had been in a coma for ten days, and Yu Siqiao was anxious for her to wake up every mont.
But within those short ten days, Yu Siqiao, normally a paragon of health, had also fainted twice.
Unable to stand by and watch any longer, Qin Fusi, Li Shaobai, and the others tricked him into a hotel, slipped a sleeping pill into his water, and Yu Siqiao slept for 12 straight hours.
When he suddenly awoke, his head was heavy and his legs were light, and he nearly stumbled as he got out of bed.
Yu Chen quickly stepped forward and said, "Young Master Yu."
Yu Siqiao looked outside at the bright sky; it appeared to be dawn.
His face darkened with anger, "Backstabbers!"
Yu Chen bowed his head, "We did it for your own good. Only if you take care of yourself will you be here to witness Princess Mo awaken. If your health fails first, think how heartbroken she would be upon waking."
Yu Siqiao silently got dressed and then left the hotel.
After a mont, Yu Chen decided to tell Yu Siqiao, "Ji Nan just called ; he said Princess Mo has woken up."
Yu Siqiao was startled, "What?"
"She woke up for less than a minute, then fell asleep again."
Yu Siqiao’s heart, which had soared at the news, plumted once more.
Without wasting another word, Yu Siqiao imdiately rushed to the hospital.
Mo Shu felt so weary.
She had no strength in her body at all.
In her haze, it seed soone had fed her sothing, and when she opened her eyes, her gaze landed on that man.
Her heart, already heavy and muffled, seed to suddenly tighten.
Was it him?
In the short ti since she’d last seen him, he seed to have changed a lot.
His cheeks were hollow, with deep shadows under his eyes, and his hair looked as it hadn’t been combed in a long ti, short yet unkempt, and even his clothes seed like they hadn’t been changed in ages, all wrinkled.
His beard was scruffy, but his eyes were extraordinarily bright.
As Yu Siqiao witnessed her open her eyes, his throat tightened, but for a mont, he didn’t know what to do.
He wanted so much, so dearly, to reach out and hold her tight.
His treasure had finally returned.
Yu Siqiao, a bit at a loss, managed to say, "Mo Shu..."
His voice was low and hoarse, as if he hadn’t drunk water in a long ti, very dry.
Mo Shu responded with effort, "Mmm."
Her voice was low and raspy, certainly not pleasant-sounding, but to Yu Siqiao, it was like a surge of warmth that settled his lingering anxiety.
She was truly awake this ti.
Truly... it was such a relief.
’Ding’
[Male lead’s happiness 10]
Yu Siqiao felt his eyes burn as he held her hand and gently kissed it.
Mo Shu’s heart stirred at his appearance and, gathering a bit of strength, she touched his chin with her fingertips and said hoarsely, "Your beard."
Even though the beard added a layer of mature and weathered charm to him, it made him look seven or eight years older.
And he had lost so much weight, far too much.
Yu Siqiao chuckled softly, "It will be gone in a mont."
Mo Shu felt a heavy weight in her chest. Sao Zha said it had only been ten days.
In just ten days, how could he have let himself get to this state?
In the following days, Mo Shu’s wakeful monts were few, but her body visibly recovered at a rapid pace.
By the next day, Mo Shu could stay awake for extended periods.
Yu Siqiao had gotten his hair cut and his beard shaved off and had cleaned himself from head to toe.
I heard you wanted to send a sack and razor blades, very well, I’ll rember that; in the future, when I see you, I’ll walk the other way (feeling wronged).
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