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Chapter 1003 - 1000: Xiao Hua, I’m Back

Chapter 1003: Chapter 1000: Xiao Hua, I’m Back

Tong Xiaohua ignored the shouting outside, and screamed at a very high decibel for dozens of seconds.

The shouting outside had stopped when she reached about ten to twenty seconds into her screaming.

The entire Tong Family was as quiet as still water except for Tong Xiaohua’s screaming.

Tong Xiaohua felt like she was about to run out of breath, and then she stopped, turned over, buried her face in the pillow, and her shoulders, thinned from a recent illness, trembled violently.

The air in the bedroom seemed to suddenly grow colder.

Tong Xiaohua felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, her whole body extremely cold.

The bone-chilling cold made her tremble uncontrollably, and amidst increasingly fierce waves of cold, Tong Xiaohua’s consciousness gradually blurred...

When she woke up, she found the light in the room turned on; she looked around dazedly, and the scene around her seemed very unfamiliar.

She thought she smelled a familiar, comforting scent.

"Yan Bo..." Her vision unclear and her consciousness a bit foggy, she murmured the name of the person she most wanted to see and rely on at that moment.

Strong footsteps approached, and then, a deep and familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ear.

"Baby, I’m here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a warm big hand pressed against Tong Xiaohua’s face.

Tong Xiaohua’s consciousness was still very confused, she didn’t know where she was, why she was in this unfamiliar place, and she couldn’t remember what had happened before.

She instinctively raised her hand, pressed the big hand tightly against her face, and then greedily rubbed her face against the somewhat rough but very warm hand.

A shadow loomed over her, and warm lips landed on her parched lips.

"Xiao Hua, I’m sorry for causing you such distress," the man said.

That one sentence from the man, as if carrying a strong magic, suddenly unlocked the seals on her memory.

All the events before she fainted suddenly surged into her mind, and she opened her eyes to look earnestly at the person in front of her.

Yes, this person was indeed Yan Bo, who had been out of contact for a week!

"Baby, I’m sorry..." Yan Bo buried his face next to her ear, still whispering apologies.

Tong Xiaohua stared at him intensely for a while, then suddenly closed her eyes.

God! This must be a dream, right?

Please let me stay in this dream and never wake up!

Tong Xiaohua kept her eyes tightly shut, her long eyelashes trembling, and at the corner of her eyes, two transparent tears quietly rolled down.

Yan Bo, supporting himself on the hospital bed and bowing in apology, finally sensed something was amiss, looked up, and saw her sorrowful expression with eyes tightly closed; his heart felt as if it was being brutally torn by an electric saw, and he nearly suffocated from the pain!

"Xiao Hua..."

He reached out his hand, trembling slightly, and touched her face again.

He leaned in and gently licked the tears at the corners of her eyes.

The salty and bitter taste suddenly invaded his taste buds, spreading a bitter flavor instantly across his heart.

Yan Bo thought that Tong Xiaohua must have hated him so much that she did not want to open her eyes to see him, so he pleaded softly.

"Xiao Hua, open your eyes and look at me..."

"Xiao Hua..." Yan Bo murmured again, very carefully kissing her eyelids.

"Can you look at me?"

After coaxing her softly for a while, Tong Xiaohua finally opened her eyes.

Her eyes were veiled in a thin mist.

Despite the haze, she looked earnestly and intently at the person in front of her.

From his eyebrows to his eyes, to his nose, to his lips...

Indeed, these familiar contours outlined the person she had longed for many days.

"Is it really... you?" she asked unsurely, her voice choking, trembling like a frail branch weighed down by snow.

Yan Bo’s heart felt as if it were being crushed. He nodded in response to her, "Xiao Hua, it’s really me!"

Tong Xiaohua looked him over from left to right again and then stared at him intently.

"Who are you?"

She couldn’t be sure anymore, afraid that she had hallucinated him because she missed him too much.

"I am your boyfriend, Yan Bo!" Yan Bo’s eyes slightly reddened as he met her scrutinizing gaze.

Tong Xiaohua asked again, "Are you really Yan Bo?"

Yan Bo nodded, "Yes, I am really Yan Bo!"

With a "slap," the crisp sound of a slap echoed.

Yan Bo was stunned for a moment. When he felt a burning pain on his left cheek, he realized that Tong Xiaohua had just fiercely slapped him!

Even though he had been slapped, Yan Bo wasn’t angry but rather, looking into Tong Xiaohua’s eyes, he softly apologized again.

"Xiao Hua, I’m sorry!"

"Slap"

Another one.

Again, it landed on the left cheek!

Yan Bo didn’t shout or get annoyed; instead, he calmly reached out and touched her face.

"Go ahead, hit me until your heart feels at ease..." he coaxed her softly.

Tong Xiaohua’s hand clenched tightly on the blanket, watching him intently, tears swirling in her eyes, lips trembling, wanting to say or curse something.

But in the end, she didn’t say or curse anything and instead burst out crying loudly with a "waah."

Yan Bo was nearly overwhelmed by her tears, clumsily wiping the tears off her face, leaning in, and hugging her trembling shoulders, pulling her tightly into his embrace.

"Baby, I’m sorry..."

"I’m sorry..."

Tong Xiaohua cried loudly in his arms, her tears flowing like a breached dam, quickly soaking his shirt.

Yan Bo, sitting askew on the bed, gently lifted her up so that she rested entirely in his arms, letting her weep to her heart’s content.

Yan Bo continuously murmured various comforting words, but most of all, he said, "Baby, I’m sorry."

Tong Xiaohua felt that ever since she could remember, she had never cried as unrestrainedly as she did now.

She clutched his shirt tightly, sobbing uncontrollably.

She wanted to cry out all the frustrations and grievances that had weighed on her lately.

And Yan Bo, clearly understanding her recent suffering, gently soothed her, stroking her back.

Though his cheek, slapped twice by Tong Xiaohua, was badly swollen, he seemed utterly oblivious to it.

The person buried in his arms, after crying for a few minutes, slowly quieted down, and soon, there was only the sound of her low sobs and slightly trembling shoulders.

Yan Bo placed his hand over her head, rubbing it gently.

"Feeling a little better?"

The still sobbing person suddenly lifted her head, glaring at him with swollen red eyes.

"Yan Bo, if you ever scare me like that again, I’ll leave you!"

Her voice, still shaky from crying, held no trace of threat.

But Yan Bo took her very seriously and nodded, then earnestly promised.

"Yes, I understand! I’ll change, please don’t leave me!"