share the load, but Wang Zhen turned down his suggestion, saying, “I want to take care of my daughter myself.
That way, I can at least be reminded every day that my baby is still alive.”

Yin Changcheng pushed off his work at the company, leaving the company to the others so that he could prepare nutritious meals at home and bring them to the hospital for his wife and daughter.

Although his daughter remained in a coma, who was to say when she would wake up? Of course, his priority was still to take care of his wife.
Wang Zhen would not care about eating when caring for their daughter, so it wouldn't be strange if she died of starvation one day.
As the only sensible person remaining in their family, he needed to take up the burden of taking good care of mother and daughter.

Tang Yu would visit Yin Zhao-an's ward every day, and she would always stay the entire afternoon.
Whenever Fang Ling came to visit Tang Yu, she would come straight to Yin Zhao-an's ward.

“I heard that Zhong High is rescheduling its military training,” Fang Ling said while chewing on potato chips.
“My school doesn't require us to make up for the canceled military training, so I get to attend classes and go on vacation as normal.”

The ward's curtains were pulled wide open, letting the lazy sun outside spill its rays into the ward and gradually warm up the room.

Tang Yu held Yin Zhao-an's chilly hand, gently rubbing it in an attempt to pass on her warmth.
However, no matter what she tried, it was to no avail.

When it was time to go home, Fang Ling looked at Tang Yu and said with some difficulty, “Tang Yu, my school is going to conduct closed education for some time, so I may not be able to visit you anymore.” After saying so, Fang Ling worried that Tang Yu might misunderstand her, so she quickly added, “I can't even go home during this time.”

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“It's okay.” Looking at her friend, Tang Yu tenderly said, “I am very happy that you have been keeping me company all this time.”

These words gave Fang Ling the urge to cry.
How could her Tang Yu be so gentle?!

Shortly after Fang Ling left, Yin Changcheng also dragged Wang Zhen out to go eat.
Before leaving, he instructed Tang Yu to ring the bell if she needed to leave to do something.
He also reminded her that she didn't need to force herself to take care of Yin Zhao-an.

But what was there to force?

Tang Yu's eyes overflowed with tender love as she gently rubbed Yin Zhao-an's withered hand.

She could be indifferent to Yin Zhao-an.
She could ignore her sincerity and leave her to pursue the life she wanted.
However, that was only limited to the former Yin Zhao-an.
The current Yin Zhao-an had done nothing wrong, so why did she have to take the blame for her former self? Wouldn't that be too pitiful?

Tang Yu had wavered countless times.
She had also told herself countless times to stick to her principles, to stay away from Yin Zhao-an, and to never be moved by Yin Zhao-an.

If Yin Zhao-an behaved like her former self, Tang Yu would never have wavered.

However, the person before her was someone willing to give her life for her.
She might never meet another person like this if she walked away.

Tears gushed out of Tang Yu's eyes again.
Then, smiling in self-mockery, Tang Yu said, “I seem to have…become unprincipled.”

Interlocking her fingers with the withered hand she held, Tang Yu continued in a hoarse and nasally voice, “I'm giving myself to you…

“So…don't lose me again, okay?”

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