I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 1025 - 1023: Are We Even Now? (1)

Chapter 1025: Chapter 1023: Are We Even Now? (1)

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The corridor soon became empty. Xia Wan’an was still standing there in a daze until a nurse approached her, looking puzzled, and called out, "Mrs. Han?"

She snapped back to reality, gave the nurse a faint smile, and returned to the ward.

Han Jingnian was on the phone. Hearing the door, he looked up, then noticing her, he immediately patted the space beside him, gesturing for her to come and sit.

Xia Wan’an said nothing, quietly walked over, and sat down at the edge of the bed.

Han Jingnian naturally reached out, held her hand, gripping it tightly at times and loosening occasionally.

Sitting close, Xia Wan’an could faintly hear the voice on the other end of the phone. It was Han Jingnian’s grandmother.

The conversation was mostly Han’s grandmother knowing that he wasn’t dead and scolding him. Han Jingnian was quite obedient, just repeatedly saying, "I know, Grandma," "I promise there won’t be a next time, Grandma," and the like.

Han Jingnian endured the scolding for over twenty minutes before the call ended.

Looking at his slightly relieved expression, Xia Wan’an couldn’t help but snort a laugh.

"What’s so funny?" Han Jingnian, holding her hand, pulled her forcibly into his arms.

"Laughing because you deserve to be scolded by grandma." Smelling the familiar fragrance on Han Jingnian, Xia Wan’an’s eyes involuntarily teared up again.

Han Jingnian rested his chin on her head, stayed silent for a while, and then said, "It’s all for you."

Her heart warmed, and tears again welled up in her eyes.

She really hadn’t expected that Han Jingnian, knowing she left him because she feared implicating him, would do such a thing.

To say she wasn’t moved would be a lie... But with the recent troubles, she really didn’t want to play out another scene of crying her heart out. So, while holding back the tears swelling in her eyes, she muttered softly, "You suddenly faked your death without telling me, and I haven’t even blamed you yet, but you started blaming me first..."

"Do you blame me?" Han Jingnian’s tone was tight, with a hint of barely detectable tension.

Hearing this, Xia Wan’an remembered this man holding her was a straightforward man who couldn’t discern between sincerity and jest.

She was just about to say, I was just joking with you...

But before her words reached her lips, he spoke first: "An’an, I was so sad back then too."

Xia Wan’an paused, not catching on to what he meant.

Han Jingnian: "Until you returned."

Xia Wan’an instantly understood that Han Jingnian was referring to her escape from him using Chi Mu, telling her that he had been as heartbroken when she left—which lasted much longer than her grief...

Immediately feeling guilty, Xia Wan’an could only evade responsibly: "So... are we even now?"

Han Jingnian: "Yes, okay."

Xia Wan’an didn’t speak further, quietly leaning in Han Jingnian’s embrace for a while before suddenly asking, "By the way, what about Zhijin? Any news?"

"We’ve arranged for many people to look for him, but there’s no news yet." After a pause, knowing Xia Wan’an was worried, he added, "At this time, no news actually counts as good news."

Xia Wan’an certainly knew what Han Jingnian meant.

That cliff wasn’t exceptionally high or notably low. If found, it might be a corpse, if not found... he might have possibly been rescued by someone just passing under the cliff...