Chapter 120: Come Back and Live Here

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By the time Yue Yao returned, Zhang Yurong had also come back. The simple information she found showed that it was nothing serious, just needing some rest and care for a while, with recovery rates varying. Only in very severe cases would hospital treatment be needed.

"I think that’s enough... If you apply heat for too long, it might be bad for your eyes." After listening to Zhang Yurong, Yue Yao suggested.

"Alright, let’s take it off for now. How are you feeling?" Zhang Yurong squatted beside him and asked. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Li Yan smiled and said, "I actually wasn’t dealing with anything serious; you all just thought it more severe."

Yue Yao silently removed the towel from his eyes, took it to be washed, and left the living room.

"Have you had dinner yet? Should I ask Aunt Liu to prepare something for you?" Seeing his expression, Yurong estimated he was not feeling that uncomfortable. Worried he might be pretending, she advised, "Just consider yourself a patient now, let us take care of you. I know it’s not that serious; just rest your eyes, or else it could be troublesome. You don’t want medicine or bandages, do you?"

Li Yan sat up, feeling quite emotional. Their relationship had already been on the brink of breaking, continuing a cold war for some time. At noon, they only achieved a temporary truce, postponing issues until after the New Year. Surprisingly, in the evening, she showed such concern, even tender care!

During their time together, Zhang Yurong brought some of her workplace assertiveness into her personal life. She always hoped Li Yan would be ambitious, work hard, and strive; the dignified president couldn’t act like a damsel in distress. Moreover, she had always been cared for in life, and the nominal marriage didn’t allow her to adapt to the role of a wife, having no experience in caring for a husband’s daily needs. Li Yan, with his strong physique, seldom fell ill... Therefore, to him, his experiences of her care were few and far between.

Of course, she had once been worried about him getting hurt, showing concern by checking on him in the bathroom without caring about her shyness; when he pretended to be unconscious, she was extremely worried, even letting him rest on her bed for easier care... From these incidents, Li Yan believed that her feelings for him weren’t so indifferent, just that his actions had indeed hurt her!

"Are you okay?" Since his eyes were closed, Zhang Yurong couldn’t discern what he was thinking from his gaze. Seeing him sitting silently, she softly asked.

"Oh... I’m fine. I just feel..." Li Yan chuckled awkwardly, "a bit surprised by your kindness. I keep hurting your feelings, yet you’re still so good to me. It makes me feel a bit shameful staying here..."

Yurong hesitated, having completely forgotten his flaws tonight. From when he rushed into danger to be by her side, all she remembered was his countless disregard for safety while caring for her. When he later led them away, it further confirmed her feelings, so afterward, she genuinely cared for him, including that ’artificial respiration,’ which was voluntary and not forced.

Now hearing Li Yan’s words, she recalled the icy barrier between their relationship!

After a moment of silence, she softly said, "That’s different... I find it hard to accept what’s between you... that’s one thing, but now, taking care of you is another. And......we actually know your kindness to me far outweighs mine to you. If you say such polite words, I’d feel it’s mocking me."

With that, Li Yan sensibly refrained from ruining the atmosphere further. Tomorrow, or in just a few hours, it would be her birthday. On such a day, putting aside past grievances intentionally or not and celebrating a joyful birthday would be good.

"Alright, I won’t be polite. After all, we’re still husband and wife now, so I’ll take your care as my due." Li Yan deliberately joked.

"It’s supposed to be like that, you wouldn’t have rushed up if you weren’t worried about me, otherwise this wouldn’t have happened."

"Then what should I do now? Watching TV is out... talk to me for a while? Or escort me back to rest?" Li Yan patted the sofa, indicating she didn’t need to squat in front of him to talk.

"Are you hungry? If not, I’ll chat with you for a bit and then escort you back to rest early." Yurong went over to sit next to him.

"Not really hungry..."

Hearing him mention the earlier ’artificial respiration,’ Zhang Yurong felt a bit shy. Both knew it wasn’t real CPR.

Seeing her silent, Li Yan turned his head slightly towards her and softly said, "To savor that wonderful feeling and not let it slip away, I’ve decided not to brush my teeth for three days."

"Then you can go stink to death!" Zhang Yurong playfully scolded with a smile.

"Can’t help it, the opportunity is rare. Someone said, when you can’t have something anymore, the only thing you can do is never forget it. I can’t never brush my teeth, so I’ll stick to three days for now. Of course, if someone would give me ’artificial respiration’ in the future, I wouldn’t need to be so frugal."

Zhang Yurong thought this guy’s eyes must really not hurt now, otherwise he wouldn’t joke around like this. "Stop talking nonsense, tell me where you’ve been living these days."

Li Yan had nothing to hide from her regarding this and speaking honestly avoided unnecessary suspicion. He disclosed the detailed home address, "It’s a three-bedroom apartment, my friend and his girlfriend share one room, her sister and her boyfriend share another. The last room was initially used for storage, but they tidied it up, and it’s sufficient for me to live alone."

Listening to his account, Zhang Yurong could tell it was the truth. Although she was well aware that for someone without particularly high income, buying a house in this city where the average price was per ten thousand, was a near-impossible dream. Renting a place alone was a luxury; the most common solution was to share with others, splitting the rent costs. But when she was born, Zhang Tianyi’s business was already on track. She never had to live in cramped quarters. Even while studying elsewhere, she rented a place on her own. Sharing a single unit with four others was unimaginable for her.

Additionally, she figured Li Yan chose to co-rent for another reason: he hadn’t taken the card from her, and after Yue Yao’s hospital expenses and expenses for Yu Xiaodi’s birthday, his savings were likely sparse.

"Come back and live here..." After a pause, she softly invited him. Knowing that without her ’inviting’ him back, even if he stayed tonight, he would leave tomorrow—that’s a man’s pride. "I suppose... It’s already been almost two weeks, enough for everyone to calm down."

Looking at Li Yan, seeing he didn’t respond immediately. Yurong continued, "For me, just consider it for me! If you don’t return, Aunt Liu suspects something, and I can’t put her off. She would surely tell my mom, making them think we argued. Moreover... it’s unsettling with just us three women at home at night..."

When Li Yan moved here with her initially, out of responsibility, even in the first few months when they had no feelings for each other, he seldom stayed out at night. He would return by midnight after drinking or partying. Believing such a large space inhabited only by the two of them, even with a good security system, they’d still be frightened. Last time he could calmly pack up and leave was because Yue Yao was there.

Now hearing her words, he immediately understood that what women cared about wasn’t battle ability but psychological comfort. Having a man at home naturally felt more secure!

However, Yurong’s words might have been just to reassure him without burden, so he could move back.

"Sure... I’ll tidy up tomorrow." He didn’t play hard to get, readily agreeing with Yurong.

"Wait until your eyes are better. Tomorrow..." Yurong hesitated.

"What about tomorrow?" Li Yan asked.

"Nothing." Yurong’s eyes filled with disappointment and loneliness.

"Walk me to the room! If you’re busy, you can go ahead." Li Yan stood up.

With a friend to drink, a thousand cups aren’t enough; when conversations clash, even half a sentence is too much.

Though they weren’t exactly disagreeing just now, seeing as it was almost her birthday, yet her man completely forgetting, while he grandly celebrated his lover’s birthday half a month ago, how could she not feel hurt by the scene? Naturally, she had no mood to continue chatting.

Unexpectedly, perhaps half a month indeed made her calm down, she didn’t feel too much resentment.

Yurong stood up, taking Li Yan’s hand, and led him to the bedroom.

Arriving at the bedroom door, their moods differed. Yurong looked at the door; though he’d been gone for half a month, it felt like a long time. Now finally returned, was it temporary, or would he really move back?

Even if the person returned, what about the heart?

If the heart remained with someone outside, even if he returned, he’s just another person sharing the home.

"Are we here? That should be it; you can go ahead if you’re busy, I’ll head in by myself!" Li Yan still with eyes closed, reached for the door.

"I’ll walk you inside."

Zhang Yurong said faintly, opened the room, turned on the light inside, and helped Li Yan inside.

As soon as she entered the room, she felt something was amiss, and as she helped Li Yan towards the bed, she gasped and froze!

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