"Qianqian… Qianqian…"
A familiar voice sounded in her ears, and Lin Qingqian suddenly opened her eyes…
Through her tears, she saw the man sitting by the bed. His handsome features were filled with worry, and his black eyes were looking at her nervously.
Almost without thinking, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. Tears rolled into his collar.
Jiang Yanshen hugged her with his long arms, thinking that she was frightened by the drowning. His large palm stroked her back comfortingly and he said in a tense and low voice, "Don't be afraid, it's fine… I won't let anything happen to you."
For some reason, Lin Qingqian couldn't help but want to cry. It was clearly a dream, but she felt very sad. Too sad.
Perhaps it felt too real.
Jiang Yanshen patiently coaxed her for a while before Lin Qingqian slowly stopped sobbing. Her eyes and throat hurt from crying.