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When I woke up again, I found myself lying in bed, the room dim and silent.
The only sound was the patter of rain outside, drumming against my eardrums like a relentless heartbeat, striking my taut nerves with every beat.
I struggled to sit up, my head pounding as if the entire world were spinning around me.
I grasped the edge of the bed and took several deep breaths, which helped ease the tension a little.
The room was empty; Chen Mo was nowhere to be found.
A wave of inexplicable panic surged within me, like an invisible hand tightening around my throat, making it hard to breathe.
I got out of bed and walked to the window, pushing it open with force.
The cold rain splashed against my face, waking me up further and allowing me to feel more acutely the lingering chill deep within my heart.
Outside, the night was dark and heavy, the rain falling like a curtain, shrouding the world in a misty gloom that felt particularly eerie, mirroring my current state of mind.
Suddenly, memories from before I lost consciousness flooded back.
Jiang Yao's heart-wrenching Last Will, the long-buried secrets of my family, Chen Mo's warm yet desperate embrace...
These fragments flashed through my mind like scenes from a movie, leaving me dizzy and nearly unsteady on my feet.
I leaned against the cold windowsill and took a deep breath, trying hard to calm myself down.
I know I can't go on like this.
I must pull myself together, face everything, seek the truth, and unravel the mystery that has wrapped around my heart, making it hard for me to breathe.
At that moment, I heard a faint sound of footsteps coming from outside the door.
The footsteps were light and familiar. A spark of joy ignited in my heart—was Chen Mo back?
I turned around to look at the door, filled with anticipation.
The door was gently pushed open, and a figure appeared in the doorway.
In the dim light, I recognized the visitor—it was Su Wan.
She wore a long black dress, her long hair cascading over her shoulders. Her face was pale, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes as she held an oil lamp.
The warm glow of the lamp illuminated her face and a corner of the room, dispelling some of the darkness within, yet it could not chase away the gloom in my heart.
"You’re awake?" Su Wan asked softly, her voice gentle and caring, like a warm current flowing through my heart, bringing me a sense of comfort.
I nodded. My throat felt dry, and my voice came out hoarse. "How long was I unconscious?"
"Not long—just a few hours." Su Wan walked over to my side and placed the oil lamp on the table. "How do you feel?"
"My head still hurts a bit; otherwise, I'm okay." I rubbed my temples, feeling the pain ease slightly, but the mental fatigue remained unrelieved.
"When you were unconscious, I checked on you. You just overexerted your mental energy; a little rest will do you good," Su Wan explained, her voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible fatigue. "You've been through so much lately; you need to take care of yourself."
I nodded in understanding.
Indeed, I had experienced far too much during this time—from uncovering the secrets of the old house to encountering Jiang Yao's Vengeful Spirit, and finally unraveling the family curse. Each event left me physically and mentally drained, as if my very soul had been hollowed out.
"Where's Chen Mo?" I asked, glancing around but still not seeing her figure, feeling a pang of disappointment in my heart.
"She went to prepare some medicine for you," Su Wan replied. "While you were unconscious, she stayed by your side without leaving for a moment, taking care of you tirelessly."
A warmth spread through me at her words; Chen Mo's concern touched me deeply.
I knew that no matter what happened, she would always be there for me, supporting and encouraging me, giving me strength.
"Thank you, Su Wan," I said sincerely. "And thank Chen Mo for me as well."
"No need to thank us; we're friends," Su Wan smiled, though there was a trace of bitterness in her expression. "Right now, the most important thing is for you to rest well. We can talk about everything else once you're feeling better."
I nodded in agreement.
I understood that what I needed most was rest. Only by regaining my strength could I face the challenges ahead and uncover the truth hidden behind the fog.
Su Wan stayed with me for a while longer before standing up to take her leave.
Lying in bed, I closed my eyes, my mind swirling with countless thoughts, chaotic like the endless rain outside the window—impossible to sever and tangled beyond comprehension.
The Last Will of Jiang Yao, the family secrets, Chen Mo's concern, Su Wan's help...
These fragments intertwined in my mind, leaving me in utter confusion, as if I were caught in a massive whirlpool, unable to escape.
What should I do?
How should I choose?
How should I face all of this?
These questions tangled like a ball of yarn, tightly wrapping around me, making it hard to breathe, almost suffocating me.
I took a deep breath, striving to calm myself.
I knew I could no longer run away.
I had to make a choice, confront my fate, and bear my responsibilities.
On one side lay the family secrets, on the other was Jiang Yao's Last Will. How should I choose?
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