Chapter 633: Resisting Fate to the End
Xiaoze looked at his desolate expression and felt even more saddened.
"Daddy, mommy should still be asleep now." He hesitated to speak, "If you go in to see her... she won’t know."
Yan Sijue was slightly taken aback.
"I won’t say anything." He covered his mouth, his eyes sincere.
The man chuckled softly.
He straightened up, turned back to look at Mu Yiliang’s bedroom, and finally couldn’t resist, taking step by step towards it.
The room wasn’t locked, he gently pushed it open.
As he expected, the room’s most distinctive feature was its softness. She was very afraid of pain, often not paying attention when walking, bumping into table corners or cabinets, so all the furniture was covered thickly with velvet.
The bed was even piled with plush toys, like a little girl’s.
Yan Sijue slowly walked to the bedside, at a glance saw her red, sleeping cheeks, her whole body curled up in the quilt with only her head exposed, like she never felt warm enough.
She couldn’t shake the habit of having icy hands and feet as soon as winter came.
Yan Sijue felt a slight stabbing pain in his heart, unable to resist reaching out to touch her forehead. Thankfully, the temperature had gone down.
"...Yiliang." He couldn’t help but murmur aloud.
She seemed to have some awareness, reached out her hands... and held his hand to her face!
Yan Sijue was shaken to his core! A surge of pain and regret almost knocked him down!
This action of hers brought him back to more than a year ago, she slept so indulgently every day, he often sat by the bed watching her after getting up, smiling and softly calling her name, and she would open her sleepy eyes, hugging his arm and falling asleep again.
It turned out that even if she forgot everything, some habits hadn’t completely changed!
Yan Sijue gritted his teeth. He hated tears, but at that moment he suddenly felt so weak, weak to the point of wanting to cry!
If only there hadn’t been that year of emptiness.
If only he hadn’t been burdened with too much darkness and hatred since birth.
If only he could have loved and been loved like a normal person from the start.
If only he had never caused her so much harm.
But it was useless, he had pondered these questions countless times in the past year, no matter how many ’ifs’, he couldn’t change what had happened, couldn’t erase the imprints left on him.
In the face of fate, he was so small and humble, and himself fighting desperately against it was so overconfident!
But even so, he still didn’t want to give up.
As long as there’s a sliver of hope left, he doesn’t want to surrender. If one year isn’t enough, then two years, three years, even if it takes until the day his hair turns gray!
Maybe in this process, she will have already found a new lover, started a new life, leaving him no chance to recover anything.
That doesn’t matter either.
Yan Sijue gently closed his eyes, leaned down, and planted a kiss on the back of her hand.
Because he knew that his love for her would never fade. He would always remember everything she had done for him, remember every detail of her once loving him.
...
Mu Yiliang woke up in the afternoon.
She opened her eyes, momentarily confused.
The physical discomfort had basically disappeared, she felt much more refreshed, but inexplicably, there was an empty feeling in her heart, as if she had lost something very important.