In This Life, I Will Extremely Pamper My Short-Lived Husband-Chapter 146: After We Wake Up, We’ll Go Home

The two looked at each other for a moment before Yanchuan suddenly lowered his head and kissed Jinzhi.

Jinzhi was truly exhausted and sleepy. If she hadn’t been waiting for Yanchuan, she would have fallen asleep as soon as she got out of the bath.

But she knew the fear deep in Yanchuan’s heart, and she couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. freёwebnoѵel.com

So when Yanchuan’s hand reached in, Jinzhi did not refuse. She simply couldn’t bear to refuse Yanchuan and even found herself unable to help responding to him.

Yanchuan had never been as forceful as he was today, seemingly using it to vent the fear and anxiety in his heart.

Gradually, Jinzhi found herself unable to withstand such forceful behavior from Yanchuan, but she felt sorry for him and had to bear it with difficulty.

Wave after wave hit her, and Jinzhi felt she was really hanging on by her last breath.

After it was over, Yanchuan didn’t rush to leave. He continued to stay inside, holding Jinzhi tightly and unwilling to let go.

Jinzhi caught her breath for a while before she finally managed to calm down a bit. She blinked her teary eyes slightly and said softly, "Yanchuan, I’m okay now. Don’t be afraid."

Yanchuan didn’t respond, as if he had already fallen asleep. But Jinzhi knew that Yanchuan wasn’t asleep.

A long time passed, and just when Jinzhi thought Yanchuan really wasn’t going to say anything, Yanchuan finally spoke, "Jinzhi, you are the first person I’ve met in my life who has cared about me without any ulterior motive."

He was the second son of the Xie family, with a family background many would envy. But Yanchuan had never felt it was anything special.

Among their three brothers, their grandfather and father valued the eldest brother more, while their mother took pity on their physically weak youngest brother. Yanchuan, stuck in the middle, became the unimportant one.

But over the years, he had gotten used to it; he didn’t consider them that important anymore. He thought that he could live very well on his own.

Then he met Jinzhi.

She suddenly appeared in his life that had been as dull as dead water.

She cared about him, minded about him, and unconditionally stood by his side!

His life had undergone a radical change because of her.

But those changes made him feel happy.

He had already accepted Jinzhi as his family, and thus he couldn’t accept Jinzhi leaving him.

"Jinzhi, don’t leave me," said Yanchuan, his voice hoarse.

Hearing Yanchuan’s words, Jinzhi felt somewhat heartbroken. In both her past and present life, the premise of her liking Yanchuan was always because Yanchuan treated her so well!

If it weren’t for Yanchuan treating her well, she wouldn’t have liked him.

Her love for Yanchuan had never been that pure.

But what did that matter?

Now that Yanchuan loved her, she would only love Yanchuan even more.

Jinzhi also held Yanchuan, her voice gentle as she said, "I won’t leave you."

"Don’t be afraid. This was just an accident; I’m okay now."

"Sleep now. When we wake up, we’ll go home."

"Okay."

Yanchuan had persisted until now, he was truly very tired, but a constant unease tortured him, preventing him from daring to fall asleep.

He feared that once he woke up, he would find it was all a dream. He hadn’t found Jinzhi yet, or perhaps something worse had happened.

Only after he had spoken these words to Jinzhi did Yanchuan truly relax, and soon he fell into a deep sleep.

...

The following day.

It had rained continuously for two days in G Province, but finally, it stopped.

Yanchuan and the others took the earliest flight out, and only when he got home did Yanchuan truly let out a sigh of relief.

That same night, Jinzhi returned to the Xu Family, to prove to Xu Zhen that she really wasn’t injured, that nothing at all was wrong.

But the moment Jinzhi saw Xu Zhen at home, she couldn’t help feeling that he seemed to have aged a bit.

It wasn’t that he suddenly had wrinkles or white hair; it was just that he no longer seemed as spirited as usual.

Jinzhi knew that this was probably because he had been worrying about her and hadn’t rested well, which made him look somewhat old.

At that moment, Jinzhi felt an indescribable emotion in her heart, she felt like crying, but then thought it inappropriate, so she just smiled with teary eyes at Xu Zhen, then went up to him and twirled around.

"See, I’m not hurt, right?" Jinzhi said while turning, and once she completed the spin, she stood right in front of Xu Zhen.

Under any other circumstance where Jinzhi was still showing such lightheartedness, Xu Zhen would definitely have chided her a bit.

But now, although Jinzhi was smiling, her eyes were red. Xu Zhen saw this, and moreover, what could he really say about a natural disaster?

Xu Zhen also smiled back at Jinzhi, though his smile was somewhat forced, "It’s good you’re fine, it’s good you’re fine."

Jinzhi then went forward and hugged Xu Zhen, then patted his back, "Yes, everything’s fine now, don’t worry."

It wasn’t until after dinner that Jinzhi and Yanchuan decided to not leave, but stay the night at the Xu Family.

Jinzhi knew that because of this incident, both Xu Zhen and Yanchuan had been frightened, so she thought about staying at home for a couple of days to keep her aging father company, figuring he would forget in a few days.

As for Yanchuan, wasn’t he staying with her?

At about nine in the evening, Jinzhi took Yanchuan back to her bedroom.

This wasn’t the first time Yanchuan had been to Jinzhi’s bedroom, but it always felt somewhat novel; after all, this was where Jinzhi had grown up, where she had lived for over twenty years.

When Jinzhi went to take a shower, Yanchuan looked around the bedroom.

Of course, it was after Jinzhi said he could look around, that Yanchuan casually began snooping.

Since Jinzhi’s bedroom and study were connected, Yanchuan wandered over to the study.

The bookshelf was filled with various books and all sorts of medals, clearly showing how outstanding a person Jinzhi was.

As Yanchuan browsed, he noticed a ninth-grade physics textbook on the shelf, picked it up out of curiosity, and just as he opened it, a piece of paper fell out.

Yanchuan paused, then bent down to pick it up, only to realize it was a test paper, yellowed with age.

The markings in red ink were still very clear, showing right and wrong answers and the corresponding scores. Although everything was answered, the results were not ideal.

Yanchuan was surprised, completely unexpectedly, and when he turned the page, he saw the striking red number.

28!