Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 330: Dare Not Touch

The man stopped by the bed, looking at Lin Zhiyi, but didn’t know where to begin.

As he raised his hand, just about to touch Lin Zhiyi, her brow furrowed tightly, one hand clutching the blanket, her body continuously curling up.

As if her delicate body was enduring immense pain.

The man’s hand ultimately didn’t fall, just gently caressed her hair a few times.

The fuzzy tips of her hair twined around his fingertips, as if even his heart was tightly ensnared, leaving only silence in his eyes.

He lowered his hand and sat quietly by the bed, watching her.

It wasn’t until the moonlight deepened that he disappeared like a ghost.

And he never spoke a single word from beginning to end.

The air was faintly agitated, then gradually faded, before Lin Zhiyi slowly opened her eyes, staring straight at the tightly closed door.

Underneath the door, the man’s shadow flickered past, and then there was no more movement.

Her seemingly calm eyes, however, shimmered with uncontrollable faint light.

In the end, she could only pull up the blanket, completely wrapping herself up.

...

One week later, she was discharged from the hospital.

Lin Zhiyi’s wound had mostly healed, but her already weak hand was now even worse.

She couldn’t even hold chopsticks.

Li Huan and other doctors were helping her with a check-up, their faces no longer holding the previous optimism about her injured fingers; everyone looked very solemn.

Li Huan even took a long time to muster a comforting sentence: "It’s okay, just recover slowly."

His colleague looked at him and then nodded in agreement.

Lin Zhiyi looked at her stitched wound, feeling bitter in her heart, yet unwilling to puncture Li Huan’s good intentions.

"Don’t worry, I won’t give up. I will cooperate with the treatment."

"I will accompany her through the treatment," Sang Li stepped forward to support Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi looked up and smiled at him; thanks to his company, her days in the hospital weren’t so hard.

Thinking about this, she felt quite fortunate to have met Sang Li.

As she thought, she held Sang Li’s hand.

Seeing the affection between the two rising, Li Huan also sighed in relief.

If then no one else had suddenly appeared, their conversation would have been quite pleasant.

"Brother, Zhiyi."

Sang Ran approached Lin Zhiyi with a bunch of flowers in her hands.

Upon seeing Sang Ran, Lin Zhiyi instinctively hid her injured hand behind her back.

Sang Ran focused on Lin Zhiyi’s face, apologetically saying, "Zhiyi, sorry, I’ve been too busy with the wedding these past few days, couldn’t come visit you, I heard from my brother that you are discharged today, so I came to see you."

Lin Zhiyi couldn’t quite catch the focus of her words and simply nodded lightly: "You don’t need to be so polite if you are busy."

"Of course."

Sang Ran immediately handed over the bouquet.

Lin Zhiyi hesitated for a moment, just about to reach out when she was abruptly interrupted by Li Huan seriously.

"Your wound hasn’t fully healed yet, the pollen might affect the healing, this flower... I’ll take it for you."

Before Sang Ran could speak, Li Huan already took the flowers away.

Sang Ran pursed her lips awkwardly, "Sorry, I didn’t know about this."

Lin Zhiyi comforted, "Had Doctor Li not mentioned it, I wouldn’t have known either, still, thank you for coming to see me."

Sang Ran smiled, looked up at Sang Li and asked, "Brother, did you tell her?"

Sang Li hesitated, shaking his head: "Xiao Ran, don’t make trouble, Zhiyi’s hand is still injured, she needs rest."

Lin Zhiyi looked suspiciously at the two of them, "What’s going on?"

Sang Ran spoke up first, "It’s a bachelorette party, I know you’ve been bored in the hospital, so I wanted to invite you, we can all have some fun together."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyi then realized that Sang Ran and Gong Chen were getting married next week.

So fast.

She pursed her lips, tried to clench her fist to calm herself down but couldn’t, and smiled bitterly, "No, you guys go ahead, I’ll..."

"Zhiyi." Sang Ran pleaded, looking at her, "Please, come along?"

Lin Zhiyi helplessly nodded: "Okay."

Sang Ran wanted to say something more, but Li Huan quickly interrupted.

"It’s about time, you can go get discharged now, don’t delay the next patient from checking in."

Sang Li picked up the luggage bag beside the bed, without lingering: "Xiao Ran, I’ll take Zhiyi back first, be careful on your way."

"Got it." Sang Ran waved her hand.

After Sang Li and Lin Zhiyi left, Li Huan clutching the bouquet turned to Sang Ran: "Miss Sang, come with me."

Sang Ran followed Li Huan to the office.

Li Huan slammed the flowers onto the table, discontentedly said: "Miss Sang, what exactly are you trying to do? Don’t tell me, you came all this way just to talk about the wedding."

Sang Ran’s lips trembled, as she tearfully said looking down: "Sorry, I just wanted to see if he was around. It’s been a week since I last saw him."

Li Huan rubbed his temples: "He’s at work."

Sang Ran bitterly smiled: "You know it, yet I, his soon-to-be wife, don’t."

"Miss Sang, you and I both clearly understand some things. Stop pushing him."

Sang Ran retorted: "If he’s not at the company, not at the hospital, where exactly is he?"

Hearing this, Li Huan knew his persuasion was in vain.

...

On the way back.

Sang Li held Lin Zhiyi’s hand, apologetically said: "Just now, Xiao Ran..."

"It’s okay." Lin Zhiyi changed the subject, pointing outside the car window towards the park, "Why are there so many people there?"

"Seems like there’s an event. Do you want to check it out?"

"Okay."

After Lin Zhiyi got out of the car, she was bathed in sunlight, feeling the air filled with the fresh scent of grass.

Zhou Zhao, after parking the car, ran over.

"I just asked, it seems they are holding a market here, heard it’s fun. I even bought a stamp collection card, collect stamps to win gifts, you should take Miss Lin for a stroll."

Zhou Zhao stuffed a stamp collection card into Sang Li’s hand, winking at him.

Sang Li handed the card to Lin Zhiyi: "Shall we take a look around?"

"Hmm."

Just as Lin Zhiyi turned around, Sang Li raised his hand to stop her.

He grasped her hand, gently probing: "It’s too crowded here."

Lin Zhiyi looked at their hands, gripping slightly tighter: "Understood."

Sharing a smile, Sang Li led her into the market.

When Lin Zhiyi mingled in the crowd, she felt a sense of being utterly out of this world.

Everything felt so real, so beautiful, this was the life she longed for.

She acted as if she had never seen anything like it, touching here, looking there.

Sang Li teased her: "You’re like a child now. Is there anything you’d want to play?"

Lin Zhiyi looked around, contemplating, when she was accidentally pushed to the side by the crowd.

The stall owner seeing a potential customer, enthusiastically introduced: "Hit all targets, win a prize."

Those words... sounded familiar.

Lin Zhiyi looked up, seeing the gun handed to her, then at the smiling face of the owner, some images flashed through her mind.

Before she could recover, Sang Li behind her took the gun from the owner.

"Want to play?"

The man’s breath sprayed on her ear tips, she immediately turned to look at him.

The face in front of her, however, could not overlap.

She was slightly dazed, staring blankly at Sang Li.

Sang Li looked down and smiled faintly: "You looking at me like that, I might start getting ideas."

"Focus."

Focus...

Lin Zhiyi suddenly felt the sunlight glaring to the point of pain.