C74 (1/2)

A villa-like sanatorium in Micronesia, in the western Pacific, has been set up in a remote town for more than half a year.

In front of the nursing home was a manor full of lavender, always emitting the faint scent of lavender in the evening breeze.

At first, the town was filled with curiosity about the sudden appearance of the villa. As they passed by, they couldn't help but glance at the window, but the door and window of the villa were always closed.

Later, it was gradually discovered that a man would occasionally appear in the villa, who would go out in the morning to gather a bunch of lavender and then go back. As time went on, the townspeople discovered that he was seen every morning in the lavender manor and became accustomed to it.

Strangely, during the past half year, the people in the town had never seen the mistress of the villa, and there were many rumors circulating around the town about that man.

”Today's lavender is even soaked in dew, do you like it?” He lifted the lavender he was holding and placed it on the headboard of the bed, his face warm.

No one answered for a long time. He was used to the spacious room being empty.

”Yesterday, when I went out and heard the people on the street talking about me, they thought I didn't understand the local language. In fact, even I could understand …” The man continued to ramble as he wrung out the towel in the basin and wiped the face of the person lying on the bed.

His white cheeks were slightly flushed from the towel, and the various monitors beside the bed were temporarily removed. He washed the towel and helped her wipe her arms.

”You're still not willing to wake up? The sun is already shining down on your buttocks. What do you want to eat for lunch today …” He patiently continued speaking with a faint smile.

Half a year had passed since the accident at Anlan City, but the case had yet to be closed.

That day, when he saw the news, he immediately drove to the scene to find Chu Yu as if he had gone mad, but he could not find her at all.

Due to the emergency brake and the effect of inertia, Chu Yu was able to escape death's grasp after being thrown out of the window. He landed right under the bridge, and was hit by the dense forest, causing him to fall to the ground.

After saving his life in a private hospital in Anlan City for three whole days, Xiang Qicheng took a private jet a week after his condition stabilized and left the Anlan City, arriving at an small island in Australia.

He stopped all his work and bought a nursing home with lavender plantations to spend the day with her.

However, she slept for half a year. All the examinations showed that she was normal, but she was unwilling to wake up.

The private doctor could not do anything about it either. He wanted to make a diagnosis with the vegetable, but after seeing the violence in Xiang Qicheng's eyes, he retracted the words from his mouth. He only ordered Xiang Qicheng to find a personal attendant to help him take care of his daily needs. Maybe one day, he would wake up.

However, Xiang Qicheng took care of everything himself and chatted with Chu Yu patiently every day, doing everything he needed to pay attention to.

And it was precisely because of this that during the half a year that Chu Yu was lying on the bed, his body actually didn't have a single spot of pressure sore.

”I'm going out to buy something, good girl.” Xiang Qicheng bent over and covered her with her blanket, then lightly kissed her forehead before closing the door.

The white gauze by the window was gently blown up by the wind, bringing with it a faint scent of lavender.

The person who was lying on the bed was wearing a plain white nightgown, with her slender wrists exposed outside the side of the blanket. Her white face had a blush on it, like a sleeping beauty in a fairy tale.

A light breeze blew in, causing the exposed hand to tremble slightly. A few seconds later, the palm of his hand closed again and was hidden under the blanket.