He wanted to lower his head to look at Zhan Jingchun, whom he had longed for, but his neck hurt so much, propped up by something unknown, he couldn't move.
He wanted to call her name, but his throat couldn't make a sound.
He could only desperately use his hands to touch her hair, her ears.
Zhan Jingchun vaguely felt something scratching her in her sleep, scratching her so comfortably that she became even more drowsy. But as the scratching continued, she suddenly remembered she was in the hospital, by Peng Fei's side, and jolted awake.
She opened her eyes and saw Peng Fei's hand moving.
Looking up further, she met his gaze.
His gaze?
Peng Fei had opened his eyes?
Zhan Jingchun rubbed her eyes in disbelief, rubbed them again, and opened them.
Peng Fei was still looking at her.
Everything happened too suddenly, she still couldn't believe it. She reached out and pinched her face.
It hurt. This wasn't a dream!
Seeing her look of disbelief, so lost and cute, Peng Fei's nose instantly felt sore with heartache, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.
He wanted to scold her, "Silly girl, why are you pinching yourself? I wouldn't even bear to pinch you. Who allowed you to pinch yourself?"
But he couldn't speak.
He could only desperately lift his arm to touch her.
Zhan Jingchun was awake, completely awake.
"Doctor! Doctor! Doctor! Come quickly, he's awake, he's awake!"
Peng Fei had woken up, but due to prolonged silence, his consciousness had regressed. Organizing language required time. The doctor had instructed Zhan Jingchun not to force him to speak for the time being.
They still didn't know if there would be any complications, so observation was necessary, and he shouldn't be emotionally agitated.
Zhan Jingchun didn't know how to treat him, afraid that a single mistake would make him faint again.
She sat down cautiously, holding his hand.
"I know you can't get excited right now, so please don't get excited, just listen to me, okay?"
"Peng Fei, you've been unconscious for a long time. You know, I haven't spoken to you in 20 days. Do you know how much has happened in these 20 days? Your mother came, Fang Fang and the others came, they all came to see you..."
"No, no, no, don't get excited, don't be scared. I didn't argue with your mother, and I won't argue with her again. I've forgiven her. She'll be here soon, you'll see her right away, she's doing well."
"My daddy and mommy also came to see you. The doctors who treated you this time were all found by my daddy. Your agent also came. Why were you so foolish? You sent all the money you earned back to build up your hometown without telling me, and about the blood donation... you did so much, and I knew nothing about it."
"I don't want to be separated from you anymore, Peng Fei. I take back everything I said before. I forgive you, and I won't mention the past again. You won't refuse me, will you?"
"I was so worried these past few days when you were sick. I didn't dare to sleep, afraid that I would wake up and you would be gone. Promise me, never do those dangerous things again, live well, let's all live well, okay?"
Peng Fei listened to her, not daring to move, nor daring to show any excitement.
But he was truly excited.
Zhan Jingchun had confessed to him, said so many things he loved to hear, and, moreover, she had made up with his mother!
Heavens, was he dreaming? How could so many good things happen after just one night's sleep?
They looked at each other, their eyes filled with lingering affection and ambiguity.
Zhan Jingchun had never felt so happy before. The person she loved was by her side. Although he couldn't say a word, she could feel his deep love.
So content, so content, so content.
She kept chattering, saying whatever came to her mind, telling him about all the big and small things that had happened in the past 20 days.
As they were enveloped in love, Tian Tian arrived with Peng's mother.
As soon as Tian Tian entered the ward, she exclaimed.
"What's going on? I got a call from the doctor early this morning saying Peng Fei is showing signs of improvement. How is he now? It's not another false alarm, is it?"
After they put down their things and walked to the bedside, they saw Peng Fei's eyes open, shimmering with moisture, and were both startled.
"Wow, he's really awake! When did he wake up? Did the doctor see him? What did they say?"
Zhan Jingchun had never been so talkative. She recounted the doctor's words and the situation to them, and everyone was overjoyed.
Peng Fei, naturally, was moved to tears of joy. Sitting by the bed, he held Peng Fei's other hand and kept apologizing to him.
She said she was wrong before and had completely realized it now. During these 20 days, Chun Chun had treated her exceptionally well, and Chun Chun's family had also treated her exceptionally well. She didn't know how to repay them and hoped Peng Fei would recover quickly and work tirelessly for the Zhan family.
Peng Fei was so happy he felt like he was going to faint. Heaven had not been unkind to him; he had to live well.
Due to his strong will to survive and the meticulous care he received after waking up, his recovery was incredibly rapid, and he was soon able to eat.
Zhan Jingchun treated him like a national treasure. Whether it was washing him, feeding him food and water, or handling his waste, she wouldn't let anyone else touch it and did everything herself.
Peng's mother felt embarrassed.
"How can you do such dirty and tiring work? I'll do it."
But she didn't feel it was dirty or tiring at all.
She finally understood how Peng Fei had felt taking care of her back then.
It turned out that truly loving someone could make even their waste seem odorless.
No matter what she did for him, her heart felt exceptionally sweet.
It was as if heaven was punishing her, returning all the things Peng Fei had done for her back then.
Later, Peng's mother felt she was redundant there.
She couldn't help with daily life, and when the two of them held hands and shared their feelings, her presence was a hindrance.
She might as well go home and farm.
Peng Fei didn't ask her to stay either.
It was the prime season for farming. If delayed, there would be no income for the latter half of the year, and his mother couldn't bear it.
After staying in the hospital for more than two months, Zhan Jingchun took him to Nanshan Villa, pushing him in a wheelchair in and out of the house every day.
The housekeeper was also surprised that after going through so much, the two of them were still together, and with the support of their parents.
One could only say that the Zhan family parents had incredibly broad minds and an extraordinary vision.
As long as their children were happy, they could accept anything.
Although Peng Fei couldn't make large movements and Zhan Jingchun had to take care of his eating and drinking every day, they went out and came back together, reading, painting, and watching movies, living quite happily.
Time flew by, and another month passed. One day, Peng Fei suddenly said he wanted to eat mandarin fish.
Normally, when asked what he wanted to eat, he would always say anything.
It was rare for him to make a request proactively. The housekeeper was cleaning the house and keeping an eye on him while Zhan Jingchun went to buy it herself.
However, when she returned after buying it, the wheelchair was empty.
The housekeeper couldn't be found, and Peng Fei, with his inconvenient legs, was also gone.
"Auntie? Peng Fei? Where are they? Where did you go?"
Could it be that he wanted to rest and had gone back to his room?
Zhan Jingchun was very worried. She dropped her things and ran to the room.
As she rushed in, a warm embrace enveloped her, holding her tightly.
Peng Fei, dressed in clean clothes, with his hair cut, appeared behind her, looking refreshed.