Chapter 63 Awakened

as a driver for the city’s largest commercial group and enjoyed drinking small amounts of alcohol after work.However, these two seemingly normal individuals would become extraordinarily irritable whe...Chapter 63: Waking Up, Mister Li’s Tyrannical Love - Captive Little Wife, Five Degrees of Romance

Yan Luoxi rambled on incessantly, like the dull-witted Xiang Linshao from a tale, pouring out all the pent-up pain, sadness, and委屈 that had weighed heavily on her heart. These emotions were as if a massive stone was pressing down on her soul, causing her to lose her wits and making it impossible for her to face reality. Her tears now flowed like a breached dam.

Shao Junhe watched Yan Luoxi cry and speak at the same time, unsure whether to feel relieved or anxious. Seeing her shiver and look so pitifully distressed, he held back his urge but couldn't resist for long. He reached out and pulled Yan Luoxi into his arms.

In reality, Shao Junhe had often embraced Yan Luoxi like this in recent days, watching sunrises together and waiting for sunset side by side. Such embraces were no longer unusual between them. However, now he worried that just waking up, she might not be psychologically prepared to handle such intimate gestures from him, so he was being extra cautious.

Yan Luoxi, who was sobbing uncontrollably, did not resist Shao Junhe's embrace. She leaned into his arms and continued crying, her tears and snot staining his expensive shirt. He didn't mind; instead, he held Yan Luoxi tightly, allowing her to cry until she had no more tears left.

Perhaps after such an outpouring of emotion, she would feel relieved. Extreme sorrow needed an outlet to release it all—saying what was in her heart and crying bitterly might be the catharsis she needs.

Shao Junhe tightened his hold on Yan Luoxi slightly, giving her a sense of strength and reassurance that he was there for her, protecting her.

Yan Luoxi wept nonstop in Shao Junhe's arms; the previous events seemed to have suddenly come back into focus, clawing at her mind, dancing as demons before her eyes, and糾纏著她的每一次呼吸……

At this moment, it felt like life had been torn open, with memories and pain mingling with sweetness and cruelty rushing over her—love entwined and then cruelly ripped apart.

Lì'ān, Zhōu Kuàngtāo, Rǎnxù, Hé Yǔfán, Dīdū, Hainan... Everything flashes before her eyes like a dream, leaving her battered and bruised.

Yán Luòxī feels heartbroken, crying while saying: "How foolish I am! After he treated me that way, I was still waiting for him, hoping for him, wishing it was all just a joke and that he would come back to his senses. A fool like me deserves to be hit by a car or struck by lightning; living is just wasting air..."

When Shào Jūnhè heard Yán Luòxī's words, his heart ached so much he wanted to cry. He took out tissues for her and gently comforted her: "Luòxī, it’s not your fault at all. It truly isn’t your fault; Lì'ān is the one who doesn't know how to cherish things, he's just unlucky..."

Upon hearing Shào Jūnhè mention Lì'ān's name, Yán Luòxī broke down completely and started sobbing loudly.

Thinking about her past with Lì'ān made her heart ache immensely. She reached out to hug Shào Jūnhè tightly around the waist, trying not to think about it, but memories of their time together kept flooding back along with the painful scenes from when they separated.

She was first in heaven and then plunged into hell, about to be incinerated to ashes.

Hearing Yán Luòxī's heart-wrenching sobs, Shào Jūnhè felt his heart break. He didn't want to stop her from crying; fortunately, it was raining outside with no one around. So he let Yán Luòxī cry freely in this stormy world.

Yán Luòxī cried for a long time until she could hardly breathe, and Shào Jūnhè feared she might hurt herself so he kept trying to console her. Eventually exhausted from crying, she could no longer go on, gradually stopping the sobs, and finally slumped against Shào Jūnhè, weak.

Shào Jūnhè gently patted her back and helped her catch her breath, looking at her swollen eyes with a heart full of pity. He asked softly, "Luòxī, how do you feel now Are you feeling better"

Yan Luoxi had been living in a daze recently, but after this outpouring of tears, she finally came to her senses. Looking into Shao Junhe’s gentle eyes, she felt guilty and apologetic as she sat up from his embrace, saying softly, "Brother Mung Bean, you've worked hard these days. Thank you."

When Shao Junhe saw Yan Luoxi sitting up, he felt an emptiness in his arms and a sense of loss in his heart. He watched her with growing unease as she became more distant, saying anxiously, "Luoxi, don't say that. I am willing to do anything for you."

Yan Luoxi smiled faintly; after experiencing these ups and downs, she had come to realize that there is no such thing as unselfish goodwill in the world. Everyone's actions are driven by some form of self-interest.

In her current state, which was like recovering from a serious illness and crying herself out, she felt mentally exhausted and did not want to argue with Shao Junhe anymore. She merely said lazily, "Brother Mung Bean, I'm tired. Let's go back."

Previously, when they walked back together, they would hold hands; it wasn’t that Shao Junhe wanted to take advantage of Yan Luoxi, but rather he was worried about her being hit by a car or tripping while walking.

Today, they merely walked side by side. Yan Luoxi frowned slightly as she looked thoughtfully at the streets and passersby around them.

Shao Junhe nervously walked beside Yan Luoxi; his usually smiling face was now filled with worry. He didn’t know what decision the newly awakened Yan Luoxi would make or how she would deal with him.

Sometimes, Shao Junhe selfishly hoped that Yan Luoxi would never wake up from her illness, for in that state, she relied solely on him and trusted only him. If she didn’t awaken, he believed she would remain his forever, and he was willing to take care of her endlessly without ever growing tired.

On the way back, Yan Luoxi remained silent the entire time, while Shao Junhe dared not speak casually either. They awkwardly returned to their hotel.

Yan Luoxi and Shao Junhe entered the hotel one after another. The server at the front desk, who had been secretly admiring Shao Junhe, noticed them. She observed that their relationship seemed unusual today and couldn’t help but widen her eyes.

The two took the elevator to their floor. Upon reaching their room, Shao Junhe opened the door for Yan Luoxi. When he saw Yan Luoxi enter the room, his habit was to follow behind, but unexpectedly, Yan Luoxi stood at the doorway with a tired smile on her face and said, "Brother Douzi, I’m exhausted and want to take a nap. Can we have a serious talk after I wake up"

Shao Junhe awkwardly stood by the door, nodded in response, and complied.

Gazing at Shao Junhe’s visibly thinner face with dark circles under his eyes, Yan Luoxi sighed silently. During the days when her mind was clouded, he must have worried endlessly about her.

If he were not Li An's best friend and if there weren’t intricate ties between their families, she would have liked to give him a hug just to offer some comfort.

But she couldn't.

"Brother Douzi, I'll see you later," Yan Luoxi clenched her heart and closed the wooden door with Shao Junhe outside.

Shao Junhe stared at the tightly shut solid wood door, feeling like he was experiencing rejection for the first time. His eyes reddened with frustration and sadness, nearly causing tears to fall there and then.sphere of nostalgia, Yan Luoxi had breakfast with everyone else. Afterward, the people kindly dispersed to give the newly smitten young couple some privacy.Ran Xu pulled Yan Luoxi into the house and h...