novelraw Chapter 353 - 331: Come Back with Me
Chapter 353 - 331: Come Back with Me
Dudu looked at him with admiration: "How do you know all this?"Qiao Luchen didn’t stop what he was doing and casually said, "I guessed."
Immediately, Dudu felt her intelligence was being looked down upon. She was specialized in this, yet still wasn’t as good as a professional doctor. "How did you learn this?"
He pointed at the books on the shelf with his forehead: "By reading."
"Just by reading? You learned it all yourself?"
Qiao Luchen raised his eyebrows, tacitly admitting. Under Dudu’s worshipful gaze, he finished in just over ten minutes what Dudu had expected to take a whole night.
"Check if there are any problems."
Dudu snapped out of her daze, reviewed the code he wrote, and couldn’t help but give a thumbs up: "You should switch careers."
He pointed towards the bathroom with his chin: "Go take a bath and sleep."
Dudu put down the mouse and stood up, then couldn’t help but turn to ask him: "What about you?"
Qiao Luchen paused, then moved his gaze away from her. He didn’t even dare to look into her eyes, avoiding her question, and directly turned to walk out the door.
He didn’t want to hear that man’s name again when she was drowsy.
Dudu pouted her lips, walked over to lock the door, and took her pajamas to the bathroom.
Soaking in the bathtub, all she could think about was Su Bao’s lecture today. Still as serious and rigid as ever, but she could recall every little gesture of his, even a slight frown.
Suddenly realizing the water in the bathtub had turned light red, Dudu blushed and immediately got out, taking a quick shower and then getting dressed to leave the bathroom.
Looking at the large room, she couldn’t help but shiver slightly. As she walked over to the nightstand to find a hairdryer, she thought sadly, "Is this how I’m going to live the rest of my life?"
Unable to be with the person she loves and unwilling to accept someone she doesn’t love, maybe being alone isn’t so bad. Without anything to care about, there’s nothing to lose and no heartbreak...
After drying her hair, she climbed into the cold bed. At that moment, she deeply missed his embrace, the familiar warmth and heartbeat...
Qiao Luchen waited until late at night, then used a key to open the door. Seeing her sleeping soundly, he couldn’t resist reaching out to touch her face. The smooth sensation from his fingertips went straight to his heart, causing him to shudder.
Anyway, they were already married. Matters of the heart would resolve in time; she would eventually love him, right? He thought so, but a gripping fear consumed him, an illusion of self-deception.
He feared that no matter how much he gave, it wouldn’t measure up to that man’s simple phrase: "Come back with me."
He feared that as soon as that man extended his hand, she would follow him without hesitation.
...
The hospital was silent and deserted in the deep of the night.
An’an had lost count of how many nights she had slept here, watching the nutrient fluid drip slowly down, through the IV tube, and into his hand. Seeing his tightly closed eyes, her own eyes welled up with tears again.
Every day she would talk to him endlessly, but there was no response whatsoever.
They never showed up, and the heated news outside gradually died down. But she found that whenever she went out, even wearing a mask and sunglasses, people would still point and whisper about her.
She no longer cared about those things; reputation and fame had long ceased to matter. She just wanted him to wake up soon.
Whether he scolded her, managed her - she didn’t care. She just couldn’t bear to see him lying there lifelessly, his heartbeat sustained only by those cold machines and fluids...
"Little Uncle, could you open your eyes and look at me?"