Perhaps she had long been accustomed to hiding in the shadows and watching silently; she lacked the courage.
But at this moment.
Seeing Xu Musen's hand fumbling out of instinct, she still slowly reached out her hand and grasped his slightly trembling hand.
Slowly, Xu Musen gradually opened his eyes, his weak body like the last burst of energy after a final moment of lucidity.
"Xu Musen..."
An Nuannuan held his hand, her voice trembling with excitement, softly calling out in front of him.
It took a long time for Xu Musen's eyes to refocus; a long time before he could see clearly the woman in front of him, whose eyes were filled with concern but still seemed unfamiliar.
Seeing the unfamiliarity in his eyes, An Nuannuan wasn't surprised by the outcome today; she had already prepared herself. At this moment, she just wanted him to live well.
Xu Musen moved his chapped lips, and after a long while, finally uttered a hoarse voice: "An Nuannuan..."
