Chapter 380: Yun......Chu

「Second girl, wake up, Mother will take you home. 」

Zhuang Miao said it over and over, over and over, just hoping her daughter could hear and wake up.

She asks for nothing; she now only wishes her daughter to be safe, to be alive.

Before, she wanted her daughter to marry; before, she taught her daughter to serve her husband and raise children, to honor her parents-in-law.

Now she only wants her daughter to live for herself; what does it have to do with others or her family's daughter?

That hoarse voice, from the person already emaciated, made Kang Baihe shed tears.

The Feng family's branch had always been dishonest; Feng Che couldn't stay longer, and on the third day he had to return to Feng City to handle clan affairs.

But Kang Baihe brought Feng Xi Xi and stayed behind; Kang Qiuju hadn't awakened, how could she leave with peace of mind?

At that moment, a knock sounded; Kang Baihe hurriedly wiped her tears, opened the door, and saw Jiang Yunchu outside, she stepped aside, saying, "Yun chu, come in quickly."

If it weren't for Yun chu, the second sister would be gone; according to the Xie family's nature, these relatives wouldn't even see her corpse, and in her heart she feels grateful to Yun chu, always grateful.

"Older sister, I'll come take a look." Jiang Yunchu nodded, unconsciously letting out a sigh.

She didn't like the atmosphere of this room; the room was too sorrowful, leaving her somewhat at a loss.

Yet she said nothing, walked to the bedside, took a pulse— the pulse was steady, no danger to life—but the person remained asleep, as if unwilling to wake.

She looked at Zhuang Miao, "Aunt Zhuang, do you trust me?"

Zhuang Miao nodded, "Yun chu, I trust you."

More than any time, I trust; more than any person, I trust.

Jiang Yunchu glanced at the two women inside; their bodies could no longer hold up—if they waited longer, not to mention whether Kang Qiuju would wake, these two might collapse from illness.

"Since you trust me, then listen to me."

"The second sister doesn't want to wake up because there's nothing in this world she clings to."

"Does she cling to sorrow? To regret? To sadness?"

"She clings to beauty, to warmth, to love."

"You cry by her ear every day, you feel sorrow by her ear every day—how could she want to wake up?"

Jiang Yunchu supported Zhuang Miao, letting her rise slowly, "Aunt Zhuang, older sister, go wash up, then get a good rest; when you return, bring happiness and the joy of reunion."

"Talk more with the second sister about childhood matters, talk more with her about her affairs before leaving the pavilion, she likes to hear those."

She said this for one reason: to let the two rest properly, otherwise their bodies would collapse.

Another reason is that Kang Qiuju truly cannot be stimulated now; whether she can wake depends only on her own willpower and her attachment to relatives.

If this continues, it will only gradually wear away vitality; in the end, everything she does will become futile.

A good life cannot just disappear like this.

"Is that so?" Zhuang Miao stared blankly; her mind could no longer think, her eyes fixed on Kang Qiuju's face, never moving away.

"Yes! You said you would trust me." Yun chu answered firmly.

"Good!"

Zhuang Miao seemed to awaken from a dream, she turned her head toward Yun chu, "Yun chu, I've heard all about you; I will go sleep, eat, wash up, and wait for my second girl to wake up, right?"

As she spoke, tears slid from the corner of the aunt's eye.

Jiang Yunchu nodded, then looked toward the older sister to the side, "Older sister, take Aunt Zhuang to wash up."

"Don't worry, I'm watching here; no one dare harm the second sister, nobody can."

Kang Baihe stepped forward and gently hugged Yun chu.

"This frail person, she bore all the pressure," "Yun chu, thank you."

Who said that saying thanks means you're not family?

She wants to say thank you, she wants to say many thanks; if it weren't for Yun chu, she couldn't see her younger sister; if it weren't for Yun chu, her younger sister would already be gone—on what grounds could she not say thank you?

"I'm here!"

Just three words gave them endless courage.

Kang Baihe supported Zhuang Miao, leaving the room while looking back every few steps.

Jiang Yunchu turned back, sat at the bedside, re-treated the wound, then used a silver needle to stimulate her acupoints, gently massaging her; after lying long, her muscles would atrophy.

"Second sister, I am Yun chu, Jiang Yun chu."

"My mother is named Kang Ying."

"I have never seen my mother since I was young; when I became aware, I felt like a transparent child—everyone seemed unable to see me, no one paid attention to me..."

Her voice was a bit cold, soft and slow, as she slowly recounted her own story, though the corners of her mouth were smiling.

"But do you know? I only learned at nineteen that I, too, am someone who is loved and cared for."

"My relatives love me greatly, and my mother loves me greatly."

"They have their unavoidable circumstances, their helplessness, yet everything they do is to protect me."

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly upward, and her whole aura emitted some change.

"Second sister, you are very fortunate, having been loved by elders since childhood."

"Even if you married a non-human, what does it matter? Life isn't only about marriage and children."

As she massaged, she let Kang Qiuju's whole body relax, gradually awakening her bodily functions.

At that moment, a tear slipped from the corner of Kang Qiuju's eye, unseen by anyone.

Zhuang Miao and Kang Baihe slept—that is, they slept for two hours; with Qiuju's life or death still uncertain, how could they sleep?

After they left, Jiang Yunchu exited the room, gazing at the overcast, rainy sky outside.

"Heaven,"

"Will it clear up soon?"

"Two days later......"

"Yun chu, Yun chu, hurry and go see Qiuju, she seems to have woken up." Kang Baihe had lost her former propriety, shouting and running over, even forgetting to have a maid pass the message.

Jiang Yunchu quickly got up, Kang Ziwei grabbed the medicine box, and they hurried over together.

Coming.

After entering the room, they saw Kang Qiuju with her eyes open, but she seemed not to have fully regained consciousness, her whole self somewhat dazed.

Great aunt, please move aside.

After Jiang Yunchu finished speaking, Zhuang Miao quickly made space.

She took the pulse, then checked Kang Qiuju's state, waved a hand before her eyes, and Kang Qiuju blinked instinctively.

"Second sister, how are you? Does anywhere hurt?" Jiang Yunchu asked softly.

Kang Qiuju, who had shown no reaction, turned her head and looked at Jiang Yunchu; she seemed to want to smile but seemed to have forgotten how, murmuring, "Yun... chu..."