"Zhentian, you've really come to—it's so wonderful. Do you know how worried I've been these past few days, how scared I was that you might not wake up? Why did you only decide to wake up now? Do you truly not love me anymore in your heart? How could you bear to let me suffer so much harm alone here?"
"I'm sorry, I really didn't do it on purpose. I've probably been able to hear you since a few days ago, every single word you said to me. I've been wanting desperately to open my eyes to apologize to you, to hold you in my arms so that you can never escape from my side again in this lifetime. But I just couldn't open my eyes or move my hands; I had no strength anywhere in my body. I don't know why it was as if I had been cursed; I could only lie there listening to you. Maybe this was heaven helping me by taking away my strength, because I can't bear to see you hurt. So every time you cried, I would certainly come forth immediately to forgive all your mistakes.
