Epilogue (2/2)

Later, when the doctor announced he had cancer, he didn’t have a trace of fear. Perhaps he had already expected this day would arrive soon.

An Hai … he only dared to call her like this in his heart.

An Hai, are you well?

An Hai, do you still hate me?

An Hai, actually I…..

He closes his eyes, holding her picture frame, feeling the pain fade. He didn’t want to receive treatment, he had always waited for this moment.

An Hai, do you know? I’ve stolen a birthday wish from you every year, it’s already been 20 years, what I’ve wished for…..

Please give me a chance to see her again.

So that he wouldn’t miss telling her —- An Hai, actually, I…..

Han Ting Hua opens his eyes, slightly dazed.

“You’re awake, how do you feel? Still uncomfortable?” Luo An Hai was sitting on a chair beside the bed reading, but her attention had always been on him.

When he woke, she immediately placed the book down, and sat beside him on the bed, wrapping her arms around his waist. His fever had finally died down.

Feeling relieved, she notices his gaze wandering over her. “What’s wrong?”

Han Ting Hua blinks, his arms circling her waist, as he buries his face in her soft belly, softly whispering “I had a nightmare.”

“What nightmare?”

His eyes turned dark and profound, as though hiding something, replying after a long time “Forgot….” as he holds her tight.

Feeling a slight pain from his grasp, Luo An Hai runs her fingers through his damp hair, hesitantly glancing at him. “What’s wrong? Still uncomfortable?”

“No.” Han Ting Hua pulls her onto the bed. “Sleep beside me for a moment.”

“I’m not sleepy.”

“Accompany me.” He firmly hugs her.

Luo An Hai felt he was acting a little strange, but thinking people liked to act whimsical when sick, and rarely seeing him act so weak, her heart turns soft. Obediently lying on the bed, she lets him hug her from behind.

Han Ting Hua holds her hands, intertwining their fingers.

Originally, Luo An Hai hadn’t planned on sleeping. But the moment she lies on the bed, all her drowsiness suddenly appeared. Rubbing against his chest, she moves around, before slowly closing her eyes.

Listening to her softly breathing, Han Ting Hua gently calls “An Hai?”

“Mnn?”

He s.h.i.+fts his head towards her ear, his cheek rubbing against her face, whispering “I love you.”

While she was already asleep.

Holding her tightly in his arms, his deep eyes slowly close. This time, he didn’t miss his chance.

LMA is now complete! The epilogue really gave it a satisfying finish.

I haven’t forgotten the remaining DKC chapters, but also haven’t worked on it either. They will probably slowly trickle out over the next 2 weeks.

As for future projects, I’m kinda enjoying the lack of obligation, while I have no idea what would fit in the month and a half before I officially go on hiatus, but if something catches my eye, I will pick it up. Just can’t be too greedy.

Of course, if nothing stands out, or seems easy enough to translate….

Thanks for following and it was fun while it lasted =)