Ye Qingci held Qingyang's other hand, but before she could speak, her face was already full of tears, "Qingyang, wake up, Qingyang, it's me, Cici, do you know? While you lie here, I can't enjoy my meals during the day, nor can I sleep at night. I miss you so much, I want you to stand up, talk to me, smile at me. I'm so guilty, guilty for not taking good care of you. Qingyang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to you, I beg you, open your eyes and look at me..."
She cried inconsolably.
Finally, she felt Qingyang's fingers tremble in her tightly clasped hand.
Her eyes widened abruptly, staring at Qingyang's face, and she continued to call out a few more times.
Finally, Qingyang's eyelashes fluttered a few more times, and this time, he slowly opened his eyes.
Ye Qingci shouted excitedly, "Qingyang!"
Zhan Xiong also choked as he called, "Yifei!"
Qingyang looked at Ye Qingci, then turned his head to look at Zhan Xiong.
