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Leaving Mu Shaosi's hospital room, Xinran intended to find a doctor but ran into Mukai Saki at the door. It had been a long time since she last saw her, and Xinran offered a slight smile as a greeting.
Xinran wasn't fully aware of the situation between Mukai Saki and Mukai Hisashi, but women's intuition is often accurate. A woman can sense whether another woman has feelings for a man and how deep those feelings are. When it comes to herself, it might be shrouded in confusion, but in relation to others, the clarity is evident. Just like her, she had always known that Mukai Saki deeply loved Mukai Hisashi; it was a kind of affection that could be discerned from her gaze.
"I didn't know you were back!" Mukai Saki said lightly.
"What about you? I thought you had left, but you came back too?" Xinran replied noncommittally, nodding.
"Actually, I couldn't leave. Leaving was just tormenting my own heart..." Mukai Saki answered with a bitter smile. Perhaps this was fate; no matter what she did, she couldn't escape it. Mukai Hisashi was the calamity in her life, and she had long been unable to avoid it.
"Are you here to see Mu Shaosi?"
"No, I'm here to pick you up. Yan said you were at the hospital, so I specifically came to take you back to the old house. You'll feel more at ease there, and Young Master Si will too."
"So, you came from the old house? How is Old Master doing? Is he alright?" Xinran had never forgotten why Mu Shaosi had gotten into the accident, and she didn't want to think about how the old man, like a mischievous child, would be tormented by illness.
"Old Master is fine; the family doctor has already checked on him. He just had a sudden spike in blood pressure. As for Young Master Si, that was just an accident; don't worry too much."
"Thank you for your reassurance. Since you're here to pick me up, I need to gather some of his clothes. Can you help me with that?"
"Of course, let's go!" Mukai Saki nodded, and the two walked out of the hospital side by side.
Along the way, Xinran watched Mukai Saki skillfully turn the steering wheel as they drove to the old house. She could see a faint glow on her face. She didn't ask, but guessed that Mukai Saki's return was not just as she said, that she couldn't leave. If it weren't for Mukai Hisashi's persuasion or something else, a woman who was determined to escape wouldn't easily walk back to the place that trapped her, because that was pain, a wound inflicted on her heart with every cut... After experiencing such pain, how could she return to endure this kind of extreme punishment? Love, for people, is a kind of torment, a punishment; very few truly experience sweetness easily; most have to go through suffering and pain.
She had a good feeling about Mukai Saki and Mukai Hisashi; it was an instinct.
Upon returning to the old house, Old Master was napping, so Xinran didn't disturb him. She walked into Mu Shaosi's room, intending to tidy up his clothes. This was her second time entering here. The first time, she saw him sleeping with Takeuchi Yasuko. She didn't know why she could calmly leave his room after witnessing that scene; at first, she thought it was because her love wasn't deep enough. But now that she thought about it, perhaps it was because she loved too deeply and was certain of his love for her. She always believed he wouldn't easily touch another woman.
It turned out she had this confidence in herself early on, yet due to certain reasons, she paradoxically lacked confidence...
Opening Mu Shaosi's wardrobe, she found a few pieces of intimate clothing. Suddenly, a neatly arranged box caught Xinran's attention. She took out the box and placed it on the bed before gently opening it.
Inside was a deep beige coat and a pair of black-framed glasses. For some reason, upon seeing these two items, she felt an inexplicable familiarity, as if she had encountered them long ago or had some connection with them.
She took out the coat and unfolded it. It seemed that the coat had been around for some years, but it was well-preserved and didn't look old. However, this coat clearly shouldn't belong to Mu Shaosi; it was a women's coat and looked like something only a girl in her teens could wear.
"That coat belonged to Young Master Si's savior. He has kept it well all these years in hopes of finding that savior one day, but there has been no news of her," Mukai Saki entered at the right moment and answered Xinran's question.
"Savior?"
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