The relief Xiao Zai felt at finally being able to speak and move was indescribable.
Just being able to feel Chu Yun in his arms again was the world's biggest luxury. In the darkest moments, Xiao Zai feared he would never be able to speak again, and that this was going to be his life forever.
He didn't want to remember the misery of those days because it made fresh panic well up in his throat, even now.
He wanted to lock the memories away to never revisit them. As far as he was concerned, Chu Yun would never know the depth of his despair during the days he spent trapped inside his own body.
"Let's have a bath, I want to got for a swim," he said, sitting up on the bed.
Chu Yun got up from the bed before him, watching him attentively for any sign of distress. His hands twitching at his side with the repressed desire to reach out for Xiao Zai and help him up.
