He Jingyao remembered how triumphant and domineering she had been a few days ago and could not help but laugh silently.
So this was her reliance... She was right, if he disappointed her, he would definitely regret it.
"...I was planning to tell you after the diagnosis," Zhixi spoke softly, her voice still hoarse from crying, "but I didn't expect to encounter this... I'm sorry, I scared you."
Recalling his tense face and heavy hand throughout the journey, Zhixi couldn't help feeling guilty.
She suddenly profoundly understood his fear, not just this time, but also that time four years ago... He must have been terrified of history repeating itself, afraid that if another incident occurred in front of him, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.
Only at this moment did she truly understand her importance in his heart... Nothing had changed after all, the He Jingyao from the past was still here waiting for her, even though he already had plenty of options.
