Because I Cannot Hurt You

Jack Si took off his surgical mask and looked at her. "The surgery was successful. We have removed the tumor. It was extremely delicate, but Xiaosi has survived…"

Tears streamed down her eyes in joy. Her heart was still beating fast in her chest. "R-really? He-is out of danger now?"

"Not exactly."

"What do you mean?" An Guoting fearfully asked. The grave expression on Jack Si's face didn't sit well with him.

"What I feared still happened. I told you that even if we managed to save him, his consciousness is an altogether different matter. He has slipped into a coma."

Caihong turned white. For a moment, she felt her mind go blank.

"What the hell do you mean!? Coma? Please tell me it's a joke!"

Shuang pulled her back and quietly said, "Caihong, please calm down."

"How should I calm down!?" She cried hard. "He-he is saying...coma...Do you even know what that means!"

Zhiyuan asked, his eyes stinging with tears. "There might be some way, right?"

He shook his head. "No, Zhiyuan. Xiaosi's condition was already delicate. And now such a serious accident...It's the brain, Zhiyuan. It's the most important part of the body, and he took repeated hits on that. Right now, I really cannot say when he will wake up. It can take days or months or even years. It's hard to predict for comatose patients…"

His body was trembling too, and Shuang saw how hard he was trying to fight back his tears. As his good friend, his heart broke to see Xiaosi like this.

In the end, I really couldn't save him. In the end, I couldn't do anything…

Caihong collapsed on her knees and burst into tears. She didn't even know if she was supposed to feel happy or devastated.

Happy that Xiaosi was alive?

Or sad that his condition right now was being as good as dead?

How long will it take for him to wake up? Or will he never wake up again? What should she answer Chyou who was waiting for them back home? How will she explain to her that Xiaosi might not come back again? How will she handle her family?

An Guoting quickly hugged her and whispered as he cried too. "Caihong, why are you giving up? Xiaosi will be fine. He will wake up soon enough. We have Jack. If need arises, we will bring all the doctors! But Xiaosi will definitely be okay."

Caihong only wailed in his arms like a child. She wanted Xiaosi to be back. She wanted him to walk out and hug her right now. She wanted him to smile at her and kiss her forehead.

But all of that seemed bleak now…

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Han villa.

"Please open the door, Princess," Yunru was knocking on her room's door for the tenth time now. 

He didn't get any answer.

Beside him, Xia Liqin worriedly asked, "Zizi, please don't lock yourself in the room like that. Please talk to us…" she shivered and quietly sobbed.

He put his hand on her shoulder and smiled. "Aunt, don't worry about her. I am here."

"I really need to talk to her," her eyes ached. "I don't want her to hate us."

"Trust me, Aunt. Zizi won't hate you. You just need to give her some time. Right now, Grandpa and Uncle also need you."

She faintly smiled. "I don't know if Tian really needs me...But…"

"Go, Aunt."

After much persuasion, Xia Liqin finally left.

Yunru put his arms on his waist and sighed.

What to do now…

"Zizi, I am saying for the last time. Please open the door."

No answer.

Alright then. There is only one way to meet her.

Yunru went out of the house, took a turn around the garden and stood below her room's window.

At least the window is open, he nodded.

Yunru kept his phone in his back pocket. He held the pipe with his hands and jumped onto it. Then he slowly started to climb as if it wasn't a big deal at all. For someone who regularly exercised and was fit, climbing two floors on the pipe was nothing to him.

He peeked through the window and saw Zizi sitting on the bed with her head buried in her knees. He could see her body faintly trembling as she cried.

Yunru felt his chest tighten in pain.

He opened the window further and stepped inside.

He stared at her. He didn't know what to say to her in this situation. But he knew he had to do something.

Yunru slowly climbed on the bed beside her. It seemed like she didn't notice his presence.

Then without saying a word, he extended his arm around her and pulled her in his hug. Her head softly touched his chest.

Zizi stiffened. She panicked for a moment, but then she recognized Yunru's familiar smell.

"You...I didn't open the door," she could hardly speak while crying.

He smiled. "There are a lot of ways to enter."

Zizi peeked at the window.

"Aren't you a Princess? Then as your Prince, it's only natural that I climb the pipe to see you against all odds."

Zizi said nothing. If things were like before, she would have blushed and laughed. She would have even hopped in excitement to hear him calling Zizi's prince.

But now she couldn't even lift her lips into a smile

Yunru lowered his head and started patting her head.

"Why did you come here?" Zizi tiredly asked.

"Well, Princess needs a shoulder to cry on, so as the Prince, I am happy to lend you," he touched his chin, "though I am lending you my chest. Forget the technicalities. Don't cry all alone locked up in a room."

"Aren't you supposed to stop me from crying?"

"No. Crying isn't bad. I know it's hard for you. It's good to let out the tears rather than bottling everything inside and then explode one day. I don't expect anybody to act indifferent after realizing the truth.. So cry all you want, Princess."