Chapter 6
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When she opened her eyes again, Jiang Yao had no idea how long she had slept. If it weren't for his suicide note and his sacrifice, she would never have believed that the day would come when she would faint from the pain of losing him.
She wanted to get up, pack her things, resign, and leave the mountainous area to return to her hometown, Yutian Town. But when she lifted the thin red blanket covering her, she realized that she was no longer in her shabby little dormitory in the mountainous area.
In the bright room, the floor was covered with a layer of white tiles. Long silver-gray curtains hung down from the high wall to the ground, and the pure-colored carpet in front of the window was spread out. Looking through the slightly opened curtains, the rows of trees that had been cut down were so familiar.
This was the Lu family's house, and this room was her and Lu Xingzhi's wedding room. All the furnishings in the room were designed according to her preferences. Even the tree outside the courtyard was the result of Lu Xingzhi's father chopping down the tree he had planted when he accidentally found out that the cicadas on the tree were so noisy that she could not sleep.
The time on the calendar on the table was clearly telling her one thing.
Today was the day she was nineteen years old. It was the summer break after she took her college entrance exams.
Reality told her that she had been reborn to this day when she was nineteen years old. She had returned to the starting point when her marriage to Lu Xingzhi hadn't gone far.
Suddenly, the door to the room creaked softly. Jiang Yao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a green figure walk into her line of sight. The person who entered was wearing a military green uniform and was carrying a small cloth bag in his hand. After he entered, his eyes met Jiang Yao's as she stood by the window.
"You're awake?" Lu Xingzhi placed the small cloth bag on a chair in the corner and strode over to Jiang Yao. He furrowed his brows and said in a deep voice, "Mom told me over the phone that you've been down with a cold for the past few days. When I called her this morning after I got off the train, she said you had a fever before going to bed. Are you better now? Are you still feeling unwell? Have you gotten up to eat? Have you taken your medicine? "
By her ear, she could hear his voice, which sounded as if it had been a lifetime ago, and it carried a deep concern that could not be concealed. How come she didn't know that someone as dull as him could talk so much all of a sudden?
And the reason was none other than because he cared about her.
It had been too long. Jiang Yao could not remember how long it had been since she last saw Lu Xingzhi and how long it had been since she last heard his voice from such a close distance.
In order to escape from his pursuit, she volunteered to be a volunteer doctor and went to a poor area where there was no doctor in the entire village. In the end, she stayed in a primary school and worked with Wen Xuehui as both a school doctor and a doctor in the village health center.
She went to a small clinic in the mountains that was so backward that even letters could not reach. For several years, the two of them did not meet again, nor did they speak to each other, until that rainy night.
Now, looking at the young Lu Xingzhi standing in front of her alive and well, thinking about his suicide note and the love he had for her between the lines, Jiang Yao felt an indescribable bitterness in her heart.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face? " Lu Xingzhi was not at all surprised that he did not get an answer from Jiang Yao. Jiang Yao and he had never talked much.
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