novelraw Chapter 340 - 181. Nan Ze woke up from a nap and found out that his sister got married. Should he be angry? Or should he be angry?
Chapter 340 - 181. Nan Ze woke up from a nap and found out that his sister got married. Should he be angry? Or should he be angry?
In the previous second, Nan Wan still thought it was just a dream. It was only when those deep eyes looked at her that she suddenly awoke.Her breathing was very slow, as if she were afraid of shattering everything before her.
After a while, she pinched her thigh hard with the hand hanging by her side, and it hurt.
So, what she saw was not a dream.
Third Brother had really woken up.
In her sleep, Zhi Mei felt an itch on her face, thinking Jiashu was playing a prank on her. She was so tired, she didn’t want to get up at all.
She brushed away the hand that seemed to be hovering on her cheek and murmured softly, "Baby, be good, let mommy sleep a little longer."
Nan Ze’s gaze returned to the face of the woman leaning on the bed; the weariness in her eyes told him she hadn’t slept well for a very long time.
Even with her soft long hair in disarray over her small face, he didn’t touch it again, just watched her.
The second before losing consciousness in that car accident, he was still thinking about how to coax her. An angry Mrs. Nan was difficult to deal with.
He didn’t know exactly how long he had been unconscious. Maybe a week, maybe a month, or even a year.
It felt as if he had been dreaming an incredibly long dream, complex and chaotic.
There was always a voice calling him: Third Brother, Third Brother.
That was her.
Dispelling layers of fog, chasing away the darkness in his dream.
She had waited for him for so long, so now it’s his turn to wait for her to wake up.
About ten minutes later, Zhi Mei suddenly opened her eyes.
The arm under her head had grown numb from staying in one position for too long, but she didn’t move, her dazed gaze staring blankly at the white bedspread.
No, she was in the hospital, Jiashu was at grandma’s, and the hand that just disrupted her sleep...
Her gaze slowly moved up.
The blue-striped hospital gown, the Adam’s apple exposed to the air, the firm jaw, the slightly pale thin lips, the high straight nose.
And those dark eyes reflecting her image.
Then, her ink-like brows and eyes blossomed with a gentle smile.
"Third Brother, you’re awake."
As if he had only taken a nap.
His vocal cords had rested too long; Nan Ze tried several times before he could speak, his voice low and hoarse, "Yes, I’m awake, did you sleep well?"
The large hand that rested by the bed reached over again, gently caressing the woman’s tender cheek skin.
"Is this a dream?" Zhi Mei held the man’s hand, placing it under her cheek but not pressing it, closing her eyes and speaking softly, "It feels like a dream, yet it doesn’t. Don’t wake me yet, what if it’s a dream? You’ve tricked me several times already..."
This kind of scene had appeared countless times in her dreams, each time so real that it was implausible, yet when she opened her eyes, it would all vanish.
Leaving only the darkness and silence of the room.
Nan Ze watched her, a pampering curve on his lips, "Am I that bad?"
Zhi Mei pouted, looking quite displeased.
"Yes, I’m almost maddened, so I found a lot of handsome young men behind your back. When you wake up, a truck could carry all the green hats."
Nan Ze’s smile never left, "Open your eyes again, I should be better than them."
This was too real—his voice, his tone, and the warmth from his hand under her cheek.
If it was just an illusion, it would crumble once awoken.
But she desired too much, unable to resist such temptation.
After a long while, Zhi Mei slowly opened her eyelids, like a slow-motion shot in a movie, and the man’s features became distinct once more.
She called out to him softly, "Third Brother?"
"Yes, it’s me," Nan Ze, lying in bed for too long, his body function hadn’t fully awakened, but he still propped himself up to embrace her, "Sorry, I should have woken up sooner."
Zhi Mei had already thrown herself into his embrace before he opened his arms, all the strength and endurance disappearing at that moment. She didn’t cry, but her voice carried a hint of nasality.
"Not late, didn’t make me wait too long."
The afterglow of the sunset enveloped the two who were embracing, warmly, without words, only feeling each other’s warmth and breath.
Until the sky outside the window darkened.
Nan Ze patted the little woman’s shoulder, his voice gentle, "Wanwan is outside, you should call her in."
Although he wanted to give her all his time, but... a sister is not an outsider, the worry and anticipation wouldn’t be less than hers.
Hearing this, Zhi Mei lifted her head, "How do you know? When did she come?"