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0She looked at him blankly. Did he keep her locked up in the apartment to wait until the wedding day?! Was he afraid that she would break the engagement? Afraid she'd leave him?    

    

She had a lot of things she wanted to tell him. She wanted to tell him the truth, but these things were stuck in her throat, causing her to not dare to say them out loud.    

    

He was afraid that if he did, he would push things in the worst direction possible.    

    

"The meeting between Ye Nanqing and I is definitely not what you think." Xia Huanhuan took a deep breath and said, "When I said I wanted to postpone the marriage, it was definitely not because I still had feelings for Ye Nanqing or wanted to be with him or something like that. "If you believe me …"    

    

"What if I don't believe it?" He interrupted her with a heavy gaze. How could he believe it when he saw her together with Ye Nanqing again and again?    

    

He also wanted to believe her words, those sweet and unkind words, every word was like honey, intoxicating him, but — "Your words, I can't believe them now."    

    

Xia Huanhuan was stunned. He once said that as long as she told him about it, he would believe her!    

    

But in the past, he could no longer believe her words.    

    

"Huanhuan, I only believe what I see with my eyes." His thin lips opened and closed as he spat out those words. Just like now, when she was here and couldn't go anywhere, he would feel at ease.    

    

"So, your trust in me is only this little?" she asked.    

    

He pursed his lips and lowered his eyes once more. He inserted the fingers of his right hand into her fingers little by little, and then held them tightly, completely ignoring the flesh of his palm, as well as the wooden thorns buried within.    

    

The skin of her palm touched his palm, which was full of small, fragmented wounds. She should have been angry at his distrust. She should have been furious at him. Yet, why did she feel so much heartache when faced with him like this?    

    

His mistrust originated from those misunderstandings. However, those misunderstandings, she could not give him a reasonable explanation for them.    

    

Xia Huanhuan bit her lips and suddenly said, "Tonight, no matter what, you will follow me to the hospital. I will hold your hand and not leave it. In the meantime, I won't call anyone and I won't go outside of the hospital. "    

    

He suddenly raised his head with a trace of surprise in his eyes, as if he was surprised that she would say such a thing.    

    

"Is that okay?" Xia Huanhuan asked.    

    

His thin lips were still pursed, and his dark eyes were staring fixedly at her. The right hand that held her fingers was continuously tightening, as if it wanted to merge with her hand, causing every finger of hers to groan in pain.    

    

Xia Huanhuan didn't cry out in pain as she met his gaze, neither dodging nor avoiding it.    

    

After a long time, his lips finally moved. "Why?" These three simple words seemed to contain too many problems. Why did she care so much about his injuries, why did she insist on his going to the hospital?    

    

And she, understanding his question, "Because she cares about you."    

    

Care... Did she care about him?! He wanted to believe her words, but he didn't dare to. Jun Ziyan's gaze fell on the bracelet on their wrists. It was proof that they were going to love each other. She also said that every year in the future, she would give him a bracelet that she made with her own hands.    

    

At that time, he was very happy. Her every word and gesture made him happy.    

    

"Alright." A cold voice accompanied this simple word as it came out of his mouth.    

    

Xia Huanhuan heaved a sigh of relief. Whether he trusted her or not, he had to at least treat the wound on his hand.    

    

Holding his hand, she walked towards the bedroom door. This time, he finally lifted his foot and followed her out of the bedroom.    

    

Huang Huahua, who had been standing in the living room, was slightly taken aback when she saw the two walk out together.    

    

"Huahua, Ziyan and I will make a trip to the hospital. You can stay here for now." Lili said to Huang Huahua.    

    

Seeing that Jun Ziyan didn't object, Huang Huahua nodded, "Ok, Miss Xia."    

    

Xia Huanhuan and Jun Ziyan walked with their fingers interlocked as they rode the elevator to the underground parking lot and arrived in front of his car.    

    

"What about the car keys? In the pocket? " she asked.    

    

He nodded slightly.    

    

She lifted one hand and fumbled in the pocket of his coat. There was no pocket on one side, so she moved on to the other.    

    

She was very close to him now, their upper bodies almost touching.    

    

He could not help but gently place the tip of his nose on the top of her head and smell the scent in her hair. It was … The aura that was causing him to become addicted to it was like a drug that could not be removed.    

    

"Alright, I found it." Xia Huanhuan said as she took out the car keys from his pocket.    

    

Opening the car door, she saw that the two of them were still holding hands, "Let go of me first, I'll drive, and we'll hold hands when we get to the hospital."    

    

After a moment, his hand slowly loosened.    

    

After getting on the car, Xia Huanhuan stepped on the accelerator and drove directly towards the nearest large hospital. In the early hours of the morning, there were almost no people or cars on the road. There were no obstacles along the way.    

    

Outside the car, the night was dark, and inside the car, there was silence again.    

    

Jun Ziyan lowered his head and kept looking at the palm of his right hand as if he was thinking about something.    

    

When the car drove all the way to the hospital, Xia Huanhuan said, "Get out." As he said that, he unbuckled his seat belt and was about to open the car door, but he found Jun Ziyan still sitting there, not moving at all.    

    

Xia Huanhuan turned her body to the side and leaned close to Jun Ziyan. She raised her hand and undid the seat belt on his body.    

    

His body trembled slightly as he turned his head to look at her.    

    

"Get out of the car, we've arrived at the hospital." she said again.    

    

He pursed his lips and followed her out of the car. She took two steps and found that he was still standing there. Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she sighed and walked up to him. She took his left hand and held it — with her fingers clasped together.    

    

"I'll hold your hand, by your side. I won't go anywhere." Xia Huanhuan said, her gentle voice drifting through the night wind.    

    

"Really?" he muttered.    

    

She shook her hand. "Then you can hold on tight and see if it's true."    

    

"I will." His fingers tightened. "I'll hold on tight, tighter than anyone, and — I'll never let go!"    

    

Under the night sky, his black eyes were tainted with a silver brilliance. His gaze was stubborn and filled with a strong desire to monopolize everything. In a split-second, Xia Huanhuan's heart involuntarily contracted. She felt as if her hand, which he was holding, had suddenly become extremely hot, scorching to the point that it was as if it was about to burn her.    

    

In the early morning, the nurses on duty had nothing to do, so they gathered together and whispered about some common household chores. At this time, in addition to the patients who were sent for first aid due to an unexpected accident, there were very few common patients who chose this time to seek medical attention.    

    

Therefore, when the nurses saw a man and a woman walking into the hospital through the side door hand in hand, they were slightly stunned.    

    

The man was tall and had delicate facial features. However, his face didn't look too good and he didn't have any expression on his face, especially his eyes. Although they looked extremely beautiful, they were filled with a dark, deathly stillness, causing anyone who looked at them for a little longer to feel a chill down their spine.    

    

On the other hand, the woman was wearing a jacket, and what she was wearing seemed to still be a fluffy nightgown. He was casually wearing a pair of tennis shoes on his feet, and his hair was tied up casually. Although his face that didn't have any adornments could still be considered pretty, it couldn't be compared to the man beside him. However, compared to the man's indifferent expression, the woman seemed a lot more amiable.    

    

Of course, what made people even more curious was the relationship between the two. The two of them looked like they didn't match at all, but they walked in with their fingers clasped tightly together. Moreover, the man's footsteps were purposefully coordinated with the woman's, as if he was indulging himself.    

    

Xia Huanhuan hung up with Jun Ziyan and walked to the surgery clinic. The doctor on duty was a young female doctor. When he saw the two of them enter, he was slightly stunned.    

    

After all, such a beautiful man was rarely seen. Furthermore, it was late at night. However, the look in the other party's eyes made him feel somewhat uncomfortable, as if he was being completely ignored.    

    

"Who looked at it?" the woman doctor asked when she came back to her senses.    

    

Xia Huanhuan handed over the newly bought medical card. On the card, she filled in Jun Ziyan's basic name, age, and other information.    

    

The female doctor glanced at the patient before looking at the man in front of her. When she realized that the other party had only suffered from a prick in his hand, she felt that the two of them were making a fuss over nothing. Who would come to the hospital in the middle of the night for such a minor ailment?    

    

However, since the patient had already mentioned it, the female doctor asked the nurse to take out the tools and said to Jun Ziyan, "Give me your hand."    

    

However, Jun Ziyan acted as if he didn't hear anything. Only when Xia Huanhuan said to him, "First, extend your right hand so that the doctor can pick out the thorns." He stretched out his right hand.    

    

She was originally from a famous university. Although she had only graduated and had only been assigned to this hospital for two years, firstly, she was beautiful, secondly, she was a relative of the dean. The people around her were all flattering her, and quite a number of male doctors had chased after her.    

    

Immediately, she said, "Since you are here to see a doctor, don't keep holding hands. If you hold hands like this, it might affect you."    

    

Xia Huanhuan was holding hands with her left hand and Jun Ziyan's right hand with the wooden stick. However, the doctor didn't really like the man in front of her. While he was ignoring her, he was holding the other woman's hand intimately.