Volume 1, Chapter 64: You Can Absolutely Forget About Kissing Him for the Next Three Days

Lin Qiutong spent an entire hour digesting the news that Shen Chiyan loved her and had confessed his feelings to her.

She then spent another hour digesting the fact that, through some twist of fate, Shen Chiyan had ended up married to Song Qinian.

Lin Lanxing looked at Lin Qiutong with worry, assuming she couldn't accept that Shen Chiyan had married another woman, and anxiously comforted her, "Elder sister, you must believe that Brother Chiyan loves you. He was forced into marrying Song Qinian. That woman Song Qinian is both stupid and ugly. Now that you've woken up, Brother Chiyan will definitely divorce her!"

Lin Qiutong remained silent, her emotions extremely complex.

When she woke up and learned she had been in a coma for three years, and then heard that Shen Chiyan and Song Qinian were already married, she had thought she would never have another chance.

Never in her wildest dreams had she expected such a dramatic turn of events.

Could it be that even the heavens couldn't bear it and had stepped in to help her, giving her a chance to win Shen Chiyan back?

Wonderful!

Her three years spent lying on a hospital bed had not been in vain.

"Oh dear... Look at my memory. Now that you've woken up, I must hurry and notify Brother Chiyan."

Lin Lanxing took out her phone, ready to make the call, but Lin Qiutong grabbed her hand. "Don't!"

"Huh? Sister, don't you want to see Brother Chiyan? Or could it be... are you angry that Brother Chiyan married Song Qinian, so you don't want to see him?"

Lin Qiutong's complexion remained very pale as she gently shook her head. "Ah-Yan also has his difficulties; I don't blame him. It's just that... in the state I'm in now, I'm afraid that when he sees me..."

Before Lin Qiutong could finish, Lin Lanxing interrupted her, "How could that be? Brother Chiyan loves you so much. No matter what you look like, you will always be the most beautiful person in his eyes."

"No... It's better if I wait until I've recovered a bit more before we talk about it."

Lin Lanxing wanted to say something else, but then she remembered that Lin Qiutong had indeed been bedridden for three years, and during those three years, Shen Chiyan had been staying with Song Qinian.

Besides, she had seen the hickeys on Song Qinian's neck the other day; she couldn't guarantee that Shen Chiyan hadn't touched Song Qinian during those three years.

That woman Song Qinian was so formidable and resourceful—what if Shen Chiyan developed genuine feelings for her over time?

That made sense. Although Shen Chiyan frequently came to visit her sister, who knew if his heart had changed? It was probably better not to let him see her looking so haggard right now.

As for Lin Qiutong not letting Lin Lanxing immediately notify Shen Chiyan, it wasn't because she was truly afraid of him seeing her weak and haggard appearance, but rather because she hadn't yet organized her thoughts to face him.

Since Shen Chiyan believed the person he loved was her, everything else would be easy to handle.

Since the heavens had handed her this opportunity, she was determined to grasp it tightly.

***

During the car accident, Song Qinian had injured her leg.

A hundred days are needed to recover from injured bones and tendons, and no matter how much she wanted to be discharged, Shen Chiyan refused to allow it.

Zhang Qiaoqiao brought nutritious meals every day, and although they tasted good, there came a time when one would grow tired of them.

On this particular day, Song Qinian had a sudden, intense craving for spicy and sour rice noodles, but Shen Chiyan flatly rejected the idea.

"With your condition, what kind of spicy and sour noodles are you thinking about eating!"

Song Qinian bit her lower lip, staring at Shen Chiyan with an expression of pure innocence and grievance.

Shen Chiyan: "..."

Shen Chiyan could least handle Song Qinian looking at him like that; denying her spicy food made it look as though he had committed some heinous crime against her.

Then, thinking of how Song Qinian had discarded the roses sent by Guan Mingxu without a shred of reluctance, his mood lifted considerably, and he ultimately gave in.

The smell of the spicy and sour noodles was quite potent, and the moment Shen Chiyan caught a whiff of it, his expression turned quite ugly.

He looked at the contents of the bowl with absolute disdain, seriously doubting whether this was even fit for human consumption.

Yet, seeing how Song Qinian ate with such relish and a satisfied smile on her face, he suddenly felt that the aroma wasn't quite so unpleasant after all!

Still... after Song Qinian ate this thing, she wouldn't be allowed to kiss him for a month... ten days... absolutely not for three days!

Song Qinian hadn't eaten spicy and sour noodles in ages and felt they were an absolute delicacy on earth, far surpassing any lavish feast. She polished off the entire large bowl.

Seeing her set down the bowl, Shen Chiyan unwrapped a piece of candy and popped it into her mouth, calling it "getting rid of the aftertaste."

"If you eat something like this again, you must brush your teeth at least five times."

Song Qinian smiled and nodded. If he couldn't even stand the smell of spicy and sour noodles, what if she ate snail rice noodles instead...?

Just imagining Shen Chiyan pinching his bridge of nose and scolding her brought a smile she couldn't suppress.

The next second, Shen Chiyan pinched her delicate cheek, and Song Qinian raised her gaze to meet his dark, brooding eyes.

"What kind of mischievous thoughts are you hatching?"

Song Qinian shook her head, her expression as innocent as innocence could be.

Shen Chiyan felt his heart skip a beat, and his lips instinctively lowered toward hers.

Before their lips could meet, however, Song Qinian covered her mouth with her hands. There might still be traces of the spicy and sour noodles in her mouth—he couldn't be allowed to kiss her!

What if he found it disgusting?

Song Qinian's rejection made Shen Chiyan's face darken. He forcefully pried her hands apart, his voice carrying a slight chill. "If you won't let me kiss you, who do you want to kiss? That wet-behind-the-ears brat Guan Mingxu?"

Song Qinian shook her head like a rattle-drum, prompting Shen Chiyan to let out a cold hum. "I trust you wouldn't dare!"

He pinched her chin and kissed her anyway, but right then, his cell phone rang loudly.

All the wonderful atmosphere and good mood were utterly ruined by that phone call. Pulling out his phone and seeing that it was a call from Lin Lanxing, Shen Chiyan frowned slightly, released Song Qinian, and answered the phone.

"Hello..."

"Brother Chiyan, my sister has woken up!"

Hearing this, Shen Chiyan didn't even have time to think twice before he bolted out of Song Qinian's hospital room.

At the doorway of the room, Shen Chiyan abruptly came to a halt. After a brief internal struggle, he ultimately didn't look back at Song Qinian and headed straight for Lin Qiutong's room.

Song Qinian was somewhat dazed. Who was the person that had just called Shen Chiyan?

Why did Shen Chiyan's expression look so grim?

Could something have happened?

Shen Chiyan had retrieved Song Qinian's phone for her earlier. After hesitating for a moment, she still sent him a WeChat message: "Did something happen?"

Unsurprisingly, Shen Chiyan did not reply to her message.

When Shen Chiyan pushed open the door and stepped inside, he saw Lin Qiutong sitting up in the hospital bed.

Her complexion remained very pale, and she looked thoroughly frail and weak.

The moment Shen Chiyan walked in, Lin Qiutong looked toward him as well. Their eyes met, and tears instantly welled up in Lin Qiutong's eyes. Weeping, she reached her hands out toward him. "Ah-Yan..."

Shen Chiyan walked toward Lin Qiutong step by step. The people who had been crowding around her consciously stepped aside to clear a path for him.

Ye Fanglin was wiping away tears off to the side, while Lin Xing'an held her shoulders in silent comfort.

The moment Shen Chiyan walked up to the bed, Lin Qiutong threw herself into his arms, weeping with a mixture of grievance and heartbreak. "Ah-Yan, I missed you so much. I thought I would never see you again."