Chapter 221

Sang Yan would come every three days, so there was no motive to take Qiaoqiao away at all. But Zongfang still held hope and immediately called Sang Yan, only to learn that he was in the city and hadn't come at all.

His hand hung down powerlessly, but his eyes were full of panic and tension, his heart so flustered that his stomach was twisted together.

Who else, who else could it be?

Was it Zong Yan? He deliberately let himself go out to meet him, actually to steal Qiaoqiao's body? Thinking of this possibility, Zongfang turned and ran out, but froze in place after seeing a slender figure by the cliff.

Zongfang's gaze fixed on her, his breathing stopping instantly, fearing that this was just his hallucination, fearing that once he approached, she would disappear again.

His heartbeat was deafening like a drum, not daring to believe his eyes, his lips slightly opened, but he couldn't make a sound.

He was afraid that this was Qiaoqiao's soul, not daring to open his mouth to call her, afraid of startling her away.

The sound of waves hitting the reef echoed regularly around.

Zongfang slowly raised his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly in the air, as if testing whether that was real. Every step he took was like walking on the tip of a knife, his footsteps heavy and slow, the fear and hope in his heart intertwined, his tight nerves almost breaking.

Suddenly, the person in front turned her head gently, the sea breeze blowing up her long hair, the sunset glow intertwined with the afterglow spilling on her, plating her with a layer of soft light.

Qiao Suisui was startled for a moment, then smiled with tears, opening her mouth to call out: "Zongfang."

The familiar voice was like a giant rock thrown into his heart lake, stirring up layers of ripples.

Zongfang's heart trembled violently, tears instantly gushing into his eye rims. His throat felt as if it were blocked by something, unable to make any sound, only nodding repeatedly, his eyes filled with complex deep love and disbelief.

"Qiaoqiao..."

He finally choked out her name, his voice carrying long-suppressed pain and joy.

Qiao Suisui's smile deepened. She turned around and wanted to walk toward him, but was hugged tightly by the man who rushed over in the next second.

Zongfang couldn't control himself anymore, as if wanting to embed her into his body. At that moment, he felt her warmth and softness, the real touch making the fear in his heart gradually dissipate, replaced by the ecstasy after regaining what was lost.

"You really woke up, this isn't a hallucination, right..." Zongfang's voice trembled, carrying uncontrollable excitement and joy. He buried his head in her shoulder, feeling her breath, tears sliding down silently.

Qiao Suisui gently patted his back, her voice gentle and firm: "I'm back." Every word of hers was like a soothing, smoothing out the pain and anxiety in his heart.

They hugged each other tightly like this, as if time stopped at this moment. Everything around them became blurred, only each other's heartbeat and warmth were real.

The sea breeze blew gently, the sunset glow shone, on Tianwu Ya, as if only they were left between heaven and earth.

Qiao Suisui was carried into the glass house by Zongfang. She thought she was returning to the flower house with the crystal coffin, but Zongfang carried her into another room, not wanting her to lie in the crystal coffin again. He explained that this was Sang Yan's room, saying Sang Yan would occasionally stay overnight when he came over.

Qiao Suisui nodded, asking: "Is everyone okay? Why am I not in the Huangting but here?"

Zongfang was kneeling on one knee, helping her check if there were any stones scratching her feet. Hearing Qiao Suisui's question, he lowered his head to hide his expression, saying softly: "Hmm, all very well."

He was silent for a moment before raising his head, looking at her gently and saying: "Want to go back?"

"Just feel strange, but it doesn't matter, when Luka comes, it won't be too late for us to go back together."

Zongfang's back stiffened, the smile on his face froze for a moment, not daring to tell her the truth.

"Don't you like the Freedom Alliance very much? We can play here for a while longer."

Qiao Suisui felt Zongfang's attitude was a bit strange, just about to open her mouth to ask, when a burst of messy footsteps came from near to far. Turning her head to look, it was Sang Yan, who was constantly gasping for breath.

Sang Yan looked at her in disbelief, excited and incoherent.

"Sui Sui... you didn't... no, the Shoushen heard my prayer... I..." Qiao Suisui laughed, knowing that this time she had made them worried, and they were all taboo about mentioning the word 'death', so she comforted: "I'm fine."

Sang Yan's eye rims were red, he turned around and quickly wiped away his tears with his hand, and when he faced her again, he smiled happily, his mouth constantly repeating that it was fine as long as she was fine.

No matter how fast he covered it up, Qiao Suisui still saw the sadness and heartache that flashed across his face, and felt a bit guilty.

Zongfang had been looking at her, naturally noticing her emotions, so he touched her hair and said: "We all know you were just greedy for sleep, we didn't take it seriously."

Qiao Suisui hugged his neck with both hands, buried her head in Zongfang's neck, and said in a low voice: "Made you worry."

Zongfang hugged her gently, kissed her forehead and earlobes, and whispered a "thank you" in her ear.

Thank you for waking up.

Thank you for not leaving me behind.

Thank you for giving me a reason to live.

Afterward, the two men quickly discussed and decided to take Qiao Suisui back to the capital, one to do a thorough check to be at ease, and two, the capital was prosperous and lively, hoping to attract her attention, buffer for a while, and then tell her about Luka.

But Qiao Suisui had no heart to tour the local customs of the capital. She asked every day when Luka, Ash, and Ka'er would come, but Sang Yan and Zongfang's attitudes revealed a trace of concealment.

Every night she woke up, Zongfang hadn't closed his eyes.

He would hold her to coax her to sleep, then check her breathing every hour, confirming her body temperature.

Often when Qiao Suisui woke up, she saw him gently stroking the broken hair by her ear, and every time there was no sleepiness in his eyes.

A few more days passed. Qiao Suisui knew that no matter how she asked Zongfang and Sang Yan, she wouldn't get an answer, so she planned to go to Xuyan to find Lan Ze.

Zongfang and Sang Yan looked at each other after hearing this.

"Sui Sui, he disappeared for a few years..." Sang Yan said deliberately.

Qiao Suisui started. She had been taken care of by Zongfang in every detail since she woke up and hadn't communicated with anyone else, and they hadn't given her a light brain, so hearing the time, she asked belatedly: "How long did I sleep?"

Zongfang pondered for a moment before saying: "Thirteen years and sixty-one days."

Sang Yan looked at him disapprovingly.

With Sui Sui's intelligence, if she was told the time, she would definitely ask about what happened during this period.

Zongfang breathed, took her hand, and said slowly: "Qiaoqiao, for what I'm about to say, you must be prepared. I haven't dared to tell you because you just woke up, and I wanted to wait for your body to stabilize a bit before telling you."

Qiao Suisui's body tightened for a moment, and there was an ominous premonition in her heart. It wasn't that she didn't feel that Zongfang and Sang Yan had been giving her preventive shots these days, but when things really came, she was a bit nervous.

She exhaled, firm in her eyes, and said: "Don't worry, no matter what it is, I will be fine."

The two men heard her say this, and their hearts settled a little.

Zongfang pondered for a long time, picking the least serious thing to say first: "Ka'er is now locked in the Federation prison, but don't worry, Zong Yan promised not to do anything to him, this is actually a good thing for him, because he..."

"What happened to Ka'er?"

Sang Yan squatted in front of her, hesitated for a moment, and still said: "He is addicted to hallucinogens and refuses to quit. It's actually helping him force withdrawal."

(End of chapter)