After rebirth, I kidnapped the sickly Dugong

The secret room in front of me is not big.

It seems that none of them are as big as the room outside Si Jiu.

She thought there would be some treasure inside.

Otherwise there wouldn't be such a place as a secret room.

But when she looked over, she saw that not only was there no treasure in this secret room, but there were very few things inside.

There was only a table in the small secret room.

There seemed to be a few objects placed on the table.

The final destination of Si Jiu was going to be that table.

Wen Baizhi followed behind him.

I only saw Si Jiu reaching out his hand and groping back and forth on the table, as if he was looking for something.

Wen Baizhi saw only two simple things on the table.

An oil lamp.

A purse.

The oil lamp was not unusual, but the purse looked very familiar to her.

But I couldn't remember it for a moment.

Where did you see it?

She wanted to pick up the purse and take a closer look, but she saw Si Jiu picked up both things at the same time before her.

"Is the light on? Is the light on? I can't see. What should I do if I can't see?"

Si Jiu kept repeating these words.

He was eager to know whether the light that symbolized Wen Bai's return was still on.

But he couldn't see anything.

He was so anxious that he seemed about to cry.

Like a child who can't get what he wants.

Wen Baizhi couldn't bear it, so she walked to his side, looked at the lit oil lamp, and said, "The light is still on."

Si Jiu felt relieved after hearing this: "That's good, that's good, as long as it's still bright, it means Wen Bai is still here, she's back, she's still here."

Wen Baizhi heard Wen Bai's name and asked hurriedly, "What did you just say?"

But Si Jiu couldn't have a normal conversation with her at this time: "The light is on, Wen Bai is still here, the light is on, Wen Bai is still here."

He just kept repeating these two sentences.

The more Wen Baizhi listened, the paler her face became.

Many details that she had overlooked were now connected in her mind.

She coaxed Si Jiu and took the purse from his hand.

When you flip through the pages, you'll find an answer to all your questions.

She was Wen Bai before she became Wen Baizhi.

This is the purse that Wen Bai embroidered at that time.

Embroidered on it are her unique style of embroidering mandarin duck eyes.

On the wedding night, Si Jiu clearly saw the round fan in her hand first, and then vomited blood and fainted.

Now that he thought about it, it was the mandarin ducks above that reminded him of Wen Bai, who only knew how to embroider like this.

Then he didn't ask himself right away, not because he didn't want to ask, but because he must have confirmed it through other methods.

This method should be the lamp he has been guarding at this moment.

He said the lights were on and Wen Bai was still there.

Wen Baizhi thought again that they had clearly just met at that time, but Si Jiu always knew her preferences.

From big things like her favorite dishes to small details like she doesn't like ginger.

He knew everything.

All the things that happened in the past have now become a conclusion.

That means Si Jiu had already known that she was Wen Bai.

This would also explain why Si Jiu was so resistant and afraid of her meeting Qi Yan'an.

That's because he knew she was Wen Bai, and he also knew Qi Yan'an's obsession with her.

He was afraid that she would be recognized by Qi Yan'an and leave him.

Otherwise, he had clearly been with Qi Yan'an for three years, and although he was always tortured by him, he had never seen him so scared.

Even all of Si Jiu's love and dependence on her actually came from the fact that he knew she was Wen Bai from the very beginning.

Si Jiu has always loved her.

It turns out it was all because of her.

It turns out that this is the truth.

While she was still thinking about how to tactfully tell Si Jiu that she was Wen Bai, Si Jiu had already known about it on the first day they reunited.

Si Jiu was still holding the lamp, muttering to himself.

Wen Baizhi put the purse back to its place, walked to Si Jiu, and held his face with both hands.

"Zijin, it's me."

Si Jiu seemed to be immersed in his own world and did not give any response.

Wen Baizhi rubbed his face with her thumb: "Zijin, it's me, I'm Wen Bai, I'm back."

As soon as these words were spoken, Si Jiu's continuous murmuring came to an abrupt end.

He looked in the direction of Wen Baizhi and said in disbelief: "Are you Wen Bai?"

As he asked, a tear fell from his eye.

Wen Baizhi wiped away the tear distressedly: "I am Wen Bai, I am back, Zijin, I am sorry, I came back late and made you suffer so much."

"Wen Bai?" Si Jiu asked again in a low voice.

"It's me, Zijin, I'm Wen Bai." Wen Baizhi also patiently answered him again.

"Wen Bai."

"Are you Wen Bai?"

"Are you finally willing to come back to see me?"

"Am I dreaming, Wen Bai, is that you, Wen Bai?"

Si Jiu asked the same question over and over again.

He clearly knew that Wen Baizhi was Wen Bai, but he still couldn't believe it and kept asking.

Wen Baizhi's heart broke when she saw him like this.

She knew that he had suffered too much humiliation in front of Qi Yan'an today, and his fear of losing her reached a peak.

That's why he looks like a madman now.

She hugged the still trembling Si Jiu and answered him affirmatively once again: "Zi Jin, I am Wen Bai, and I am also Wen Baizhi. No matter who I am, I belong to you. I am back, Zi Jin, and I will never leave you alone again."

Si Jiu slowly stopped trembling in her familiar arms.

No longer ask the same question repeatedly as before.

But he was still crying.

Crying very sadly.

He cried with his mouth wide open like a child.

The crying was so loud that Wen Baizhi felt that people three miles away could hear it.

Si Jiu actually cried many times in front of her.

But this was the first time he cried so freely and sincerely.

From childhood to adulthood, Si Jiu never had the confidence to cry loudly.

When he was in the Marquis' Mansion, if he cried when he was bullied, it would only make those who bullied him more excited and they would beat him harder.

When he was hungry and cold, he knew crying was useless. No matter how much he cried, it would not buy him clothes or food.

Over time, Si Jiu gradually stopped crying.

But after meeting Wen Baizhi, he gradually regained this privilege that only those who are happy enough are entitled to.

He cried for a long time and his voice was very loud.

He seemed to have cried out all his past dissatisfaction and pain through these tears.

By the end of crying, Si Jiu's throat was hoarse and he couldn't make any sound.

But he was still crying silently.

Wen Baizhi held him and sat on the ground, letting him lean on her arms.

She would not stop him from venting his emotions.

She even felt that Si Jiu just needed to vent his emotions like this.

It should be that she revealed that she was Wen Bai in his collapsed world.

This gave him the long-lost sense of security and the sense of happiness that had been lost.

That's why he cried like this.

Si Jiu cried until the end and sobbed in her arms.

Sometimes when he had trouble breathing, Wen Baizhi would help smooth his back.

"Don't worry, Zijin. I'm here. Don't worry."

She spared no effort to prove her existence to Si Jiu.

I hope he can be at ease.

But just when Wen Baizhi felt that Si Jiu's emotions were slowly stabilizing, he suddenly found the strength to break free from her arms.

He knelt on the ground, supporting himself with one hand and covering his stomach with the other, retching continuously.