Pure Love Imprisoned: My Ex-Boyfriend, Who Blamed Me, Imprisoned Me in Love

When He Duoye woke up, he was the only one in the ward.

He was still not fully awake. His gaze swept around the room, but he didn't see Lin Mian. He then assumed that the hand that had been held earlier and the voice he had heard were just wishful thinking in his extreme resentment.

But as long as you're still alive, your dreams will come true.

He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep again.

When He Duoye woke up again, he felt his hand being held by someone, the fingertips were soft, a familiar touch.

Then, he heard a sniffling sound, followed by Lin Mian's muffled, rustling voice, tinged with a sob: "Why aren't you awake yet?"

She sniffed again, and as He Duoye opened his eyes, Lin Mian's voice rang out: "I really missed you."

As soon as Lin Mian finished speaking, she saw that He Duoye's eyes had opened. She rarely said such things to He Duoye in person. She was embarrassed and ashamed and gasped for breath. Because she had been holding back her tears, her nose was a little stuffy and her breathing was a little loud.

He Duoye looked at her, his mouth moved as if he wanted to speak, but he didn't have the strength to say anything.

Lin Mian temporarily put aside her earlier embarrassment, leaned closer, and whispered, "What do you want to say?"

Then she heard He Duoye's weak, hoarse voice say, "Like a little pig."

“…………”

Lin Mian straightened up, her expression instantly vanishing.

Very good, He Duoye. When I said I missed you, you said my breathing sounded like a little pig. I guess you just want to be a single dog.

He Duoye smiled weakly, moved his fingers, and scratched Lin Mian's palm: "Don't cry, I'm not dead yet."

Lin Mian's eyes were red, and tears were welling up in her eyes. She was about to fall, but He Duoye angered her and made her hold them back.

He said those things because he didn't want Lin Mian to cry. Lin Mian knew that, but she was still angry.

He Duoye scratched Lin Mian's palm again, his weak voice soft: "Don't be angry."

Lin Mian's tears fell instantly after she had already gone back. Even in this state, he was still thinking of comforting her.

"I'm not angry." Lin Mian wiped away her tears. "I was very worried about you, and I was also very scared."

He Duoye squeezed Lin Mian's hand: "It's alright."

Lin Mian stopped the conversation to avoid the frail patient from comforting himself, and told He Duoye about his condition.

He Duoye has been sleeping in the ICU for a day and a night. If his condition is good, he can be transferred to a regular ward in another day; otherwise, he will have to wait another day.

She told He Duoye, "You must not move around, sleep more, and rest more."

He Duoye agreed.

Lin Mian held his hand, looking at He Duoye's pale face, chapped lips, various instruments and wires connected to him, and his chest covered with a large bandage. Her eyes welled up with tears again.

She had never seen He Duoye so weak and powerless.

She really wanted to hug him, but she couldn't touch him yet; she could only hold his hand.

He Duoye suddenly said, "I didn't realize you were such a crybaby."

Lin Mian glared at him, but He Duoye laughed instead. However, as he laughed, he frowned, which meant that he must have touched his wound. The instruments next to him were also making more urgent sounds than before.

Lin Mian turned pale with fright and immediately released He Duoye's hand.

The nurse outside immediately came in to check on He Duoye's condition and to ask Lin Mian to leave.

Lin Mian waited outside for a while, and then the nurse came out and said, "The patient needs to rest now and can't get emotional, otherwise her heart rate will increase, which is bad for the wound."

Lin Mian deeply regretted glaring at He Duoye; she should have just pretended to be a salted fish with no reaction.

Therefore, Li Mingshao took over the ICU visit the next day, and Lin Mian did not go, fearing that He Duoye would get agitated with her again.

Perhaps it was because He Duoye had accumulated too many injuries in the past, he stayed in the ICU for three days before being transferred to a regular ward on the morning of the fourth day. The tubes were removed from his body, and he was dressed to cover the bandage on his chest.

The shaved hair was still very short, with a layer of bluish stubble and a very obvious white bandage.

Lin Mian already knew from Mei Zhu that He Duoye had been hit on the head, leaving a cut. It wasn't serious; they had shaved it all off just to make it easier to treat the wound.

Although he was moved to a regular ward, He Duoye still had to lie down.

Lin Mian hadn't been to the ICU since then, so she hadn't seen He Duoye for two days. She sat by the hospital bed. Although He Duoye was in much better condition than two days ago, Lin Mian still felt like crying when she saw him, and she was still afraid.

Only when I hold He Duoye's hand will that feeling subside.

He Duoye was much stronger than before. He grasped Lin Mian's hand and, seeing that Lin Mian looked like she was about to cry, suddenly said, "I want to touch your face."

Lin Mian grabbed his hand and pressed it against her face.

He Duoye's hands finally regained their warmth, warm and rough, his fingertips and palms pressed against Lin Mian's soft cheeks. He stroked under Lin Mian's eyes with his fingertips, as if wiping away her tears.

With just this one gesture, Lin Mian felt that he was really about to evoke tears.

"You..." He Duoye spoke up at this moment, "did you secretly confess your feelings to me while I was unconscious?"

Lin Mian: "..."

Good, the tears have returned.

He Duoye's eyes were filled with a suppressed smile, a smug and roguish look on his face: "I think I heard you saying that you love me very much."

Lin Mian: "..."

She retorted angrily, "So what if it is?"

He Duoye laughed: "So arrogant of you. Then say it again to my face."

Lin Mian: "..."

Her face began to burn. She didn't want to let He Duoye get away with it so easily. She wanted to save face and be stubborn, but when she saw He Duoye lying on the hospital bed, the fear of almost losing him welled up again.

She lowered her eyelashes and brushed her cheek against He Duoye's palm.

He Duoye's fingertips twitched slightly.

"I can say it again, but you have to promise me one thing, no, ten things." Although she could only think of one thing right now, it was always good to have a backup plan for when He Duoye acted up later.

He Duoye said, "So many? Forget it, I'm not listening."

He was about to pull his hand away when Lin Mian instinctively grabbed it tightly. Looking up, she saw He Duoye's smug grin and glared at him angrily, "No, you have to listen to me now, and you have to promise me, otherwise I..."

Lin Mian said fiercely, "Otherwise, I'll pull out your oxygen tube!"

"That's so domineering." He Duoye looked at her and said, "Alright then, go ahead and tell me."

Lin Mian couldn't speak, her face turning red from holding it in.

Seeing that He Duoye was about to laugh again, Lin Mian stood up and covered He Duoye's eyes with both hands to prevent him from looking at her.

He Duoye opened his mouth to speak, but Lin Mian interrupted him first: "You are not allowed to speak, listen to me."

Lin Mian blindfolded He Duoye, looking at his straight nose, his lips curving into a smile, and his more defined jawline.

He Duoye had actually lost weight. Lin Mian didn't know if he had lost weight due to being busy recently or due to illness after surgery.

Her gaze lingered on the scene, but her mind drifted back to He Duoye more than four years ago, before he had fully matured into a man.

"Actually, after we broke up, I thought about you every day," Lin Mian said softly. "I thought about you when I ate alone, I thought about you when I walked alone, and I thought about you the most when I slept alone."

"In the beginning, I couldn't sleep at night at all. I would think of you when I closed my eyes, and I would still think of you when I opened my eyes."

I even cried many times, but there's no need to talk about that.

Lin Mian's nose tingled as she recalled that time, and she blinked back her tears: "But after we broke up, I never heard from you again. I didn't know where you went, what you were doing, or if you had changed your mind and found another girlfriend. I just hated you more and more."

"I hate that you broke up with me so easily, without any lingering feelings. I hate that you didn't come back to me. I hate that you disappeared without a trace, leaving me unable to find you. I hate you... how could you suddenly stop loving me?"

He Duoye gently grasped Lin Mian's wrist.

Lin Mian lowered her head, her forehead touching He Duoye's: "But all this hatred is just because I love you too much."

"Before I met you, I was all alone. I had family, but they were all a layer away from me, and they made me feel like I didn't belong. It wasn't until you entered my life and became my lover that I found my sense of belonging."

It's not about a house, nor about blood ties, it's just about He Duoye.

"I love you very much, He Duoye." After Lin Mian finished speaking, she felt He Duoye's eyes widen in her palm.

"So when I heard you might die, I was so scared, really scared. We finally got back together, and if you just die like this, what will happen to me? I'll become a lost and wandering ghost again."

"I don't want you to die. I want you to stay by my side forever, to be with me forever. Even if you have to do something dangerous in the future, you have to take me with you. This is the first thing I want you to do."

Lin Mian nuzzled He Duoye's forehead: "Do you agree?"

He Duoye's voice became hoarse, and he said softly, "There will be no more dangers from now on."

"Mmm." Lin Mian lowered her head and kissed He Duoye's lips. "I love you."

Having said everything she needed to say, Lin Mian wanted to slip away. Since He Duoye couldn't get out of bed anyway, she decided to go outside and come back in when things weren't so awkward anymore.

She had just stepped back a little when He Duoye grabbed the back of her neck, raised his head slightly, and kissed Lin Mian.

He pressed his lips to Lin Mian's and whispered in their mingled breaths, "Yes, I only love you too."

He didn't care about or love anything else in this world, except for her.

Only her.

He Duoye kissed Lin Mian's lips again: "Let's get our marriage certificate after I'm discharged from the hospital."

Lin Mian choked back tears as she said, "Yes."

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