Withered Broken Ice Blue

Chapter 480 Dreams and Reality

Song Jin stood quietly in front of the huge glass window, his eyes slowly cast towards the warm yellow light in the house.

In the soft and warm light, Chi Feiwan lay quietly on the hospital bed. Her originally fair and delicate face now looked extremely pale, without a trace of blood, as if covered by a thin layer of frost.

Chi Feiwan closed her eyes tightly, her long eyelashes drooping gently like butterfly wings, and she was as quiet as a sleeping beauty.

Looking at Chi Feiwan's hands and body, they were covered with all kinds of complicated medical instruments.

The cold tubes, flashing indicator lights and machines making tiny noises formed a sharp contrast with her frail body.

They were like chains, binding Chi Feiwan tightly to the hospital bed.

Song Jinan walked into the ward with heavy steps. The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine.

He walked slowly to the bedside and sat down gently. At this time, Chi Feiwan's hand without the instrument was just hanging there. This hand was frighteningly cold, as if it had just been taken out from an extremely cold place, emitting a biting chill.

Song Jinan held those hands. Even though they were icicles from an extremely cold land, Song Jinan was willing to embrace them.

His hands were still hot because he had just taken off his gloves, and the heat instantly rushed towards Chi Feiwan, like the alternation of ice and fire.

Song Jinan held Chi Feiwan's hand tightly and said softly, "Xiaoman, I'm here."

In the dream, Chi Feiwan seemed to be in an endless dark abyss, and she was tightly locked in an airtight room.

This secret room is like a black hole that swallows up all light. Not a single ray of light can penetrate the thick walls and tightly closed doors.

The air was filled with a suffocating dampness, and the cold water vapor seemed to condense into water droplets, slowly flowing down the stone wall. In this deadly environment, from time to time there was a rustling sound, and listening carefully, it turned out to be the sound of mice running around in the corners.

Chi Feiwan curled up alone and helplessly in a corner of the secret room, hugging her trembling body tightly with her arms. Her tears flowed out uncontrollably like a flood that broke through a dam, blending into the surrounding darkness.

The sounds of crying and sobbing echoed and intertwined in this claustrophobic space, accompanied by the shrill squeaking of mice, together playing a melody of despair.

However, just when Chi Feiwan felt all hopeless, suddenly, a faint but extremely warm ray of sunlight pierced through the darkness and slanted in from the top of the secret room.

The beam of sunlight was like a sharp sword, splitting the shackles of darkness and shining directly onto Chi Feiwan's raised face.

Chi Feiwan looked up subconsciously, and his eyes were instantly attracted by the light.

She opened her eyes wide, staring at the hard-earned sunlight. It was light!

It is the light of salvation that she has been searching for in this dark world.

Song Jinan carefully held Chi Feiwan's soft and boneless little hand, and slowly spread out her fair and tender palm.

Song Jinan stretched out his slender fingers and gently touched Chi Feiwan's palm. His fingertips began to move slowly in her palm, writing a few words stroke by stroke.

It's like a naughty little mosquito biting it gently, bringing a subtle numbing sensation.

Those few pictures drawn together represent silent love: Don’t be afraid, I am here.

Miracles do not happen instantly at this moment as people expect.

Song Jin waited quietly beside Chi Feiwan. At the same time, Jiang Huaixu stood silently by the side and did not step forward to disturb the quiet yet heavy atmosphere.

If even Song Jinan can't arouse Chi Feiwan's will to survive, then I'm afraid no one else can do it.

The air around seemed to become heavy.

Xiao Lizi was also taken to the hospital by Jiang Huaixu. She ran straight into her father's arms. Just then, Song Jinan took off her protective suit and came out.

Xiao Lizi smiled at Song Jinan and said, "Uncle Song, we meet again."

meet again?

Jiang Huaixu cast a scrutinizing gaze on the two of them and sneered, "I didn't expect that Mr. Song and my daughter have met each other."

Doesn't this mean that Chi Feiwan is hanging out outside? The children couldn't understand it, but the adults present all understood it.

Jiang Huaixu was not the only one in the corridor. After hearing this, Chi Jinshu kicked him in the back: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Let’s not talk about whether Xiao Lizi can understand or not. It was you who invited Song Jinan, but in the end you still have to be sarcastic to him.

Song Jinan pushed up his rimless glasses and curled the corners of his lips: "Your daughter got lost before, and I happened to find her and sent her to the police station. Mr. Jiang, you worry too much, and don't have no trust in your wife at all."

Jiang Huaixu really thought that Chi Feiwan and Song Jinan were meeting secretly.

Although Chi Feiwan has not forgotten Song Jinan until now, she still has the morals she should have. She is not like some people who say sweet words of affection while having a scandalous actress around them.

Xiao Lizi likes Uncle Song very much. The temperament he exudes is completely different from Jiang Huaixu.

Little Lizi often feels that the air pressure is low around her father, but not around Uncle Song.

"Uncle Song, how is Mom? Xiaolizi has been worried about Mom these days." As she spoke, the stars in Xiaolizi's eyes dimmed little by little.

Song Jinan lowered her eyes to hide the sadness in her eyes and touched Xiao Lizi's head: "Xiao Lizi, believe in your mother."

A person who longs for freedom will not give up easily.

Whether this car accident was an accident or not, perhaps Song Jinan has the answer in his heart.

During this one-month period, he was inseparable from her almost every moment. He took good care of Chi Feiwan's daily life and gave her meticulous care and protection.

Every day, when the first ray of sunlight in the morning shines into the room, Song Jinan will sit gently beside Chi Feiwan's bed, tenderly hold her slightly pale hand, and write warm words on her palm with his fingers.

As the days passed, Chi Feiwan's condition gradually improved.

The nights once haunted by nightmares gradually faded away, replaced by dreams full of sweetness and beauty. Everything was so beautiful and so real that it seemed within reach.

At this time, Chi Feiwan's fingers moved slightly, as if responding to his words.

Song Jinan was delighted and immediately called a doctor.

After the examination, the doctor smiled with relief: "The patient's condition has improved. This is really good news."

Song Jinan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

This is the best news I have heard in a month.