Qin Yiren's heart trembled, unable to speak from the discomfort.
Her slender fingertips grasped Chu Xinian's clothes, tears shimmering faintly in her eyes, "I'm so glad you're okay..."
Chu Xinian looked down at her, vaguely sensing the meaning she left unsaid.
He raised a hand to hold the back of hers, speaking softly, "Yiren, even if something were to happen to me one day, you mustn't overthink. You have to live well for my sake."
Qin Yiren forced a small smile, not making any response.
The reason was simple; she knew she wasn't that strong and couldn't live well for him.
"...Forget it, I won't expect you to." Chu Xinian sighed softly, helplessly, and tightened his grip on her fingers, "Neither of us will have any accidents. We'll live a long, long life together."
Qin Yiren nodded with a sob, brushing her tears on his collar, belatedly realizing the presence of several maids nearby.
