Madam Wenren saw how gentle and agreeable she was and grew more fond of her.
"Alright, I'll be waiting for your letter then. Don't disappoint me."
"I will seriously think about it."
After seeing Madam Wenren off, Jiang Ning went to visit Wenren Zong.
Upon waking up, Wenren Zong opened his eyes to find Jiang Ning sitting by his bedside.
His heart felt warmed: "I never thought that getting hurt could fulfill my wish so soon."
With medicine in hand, Jiang Ning smiled and asked: "What wish does Thirteen have?"
"To wake up to the sight of Ningning every day."
"One would get tired of it eventually."
"Not me."
"At first, it might be fresh and exciting, but after a year or two, if someone doesn't get tired of it, that person must be extraordinary." Jiang Ning handed him a bowl, "Take your medicine first."
Wenren Zong sat up, leaned against the pillow, and asked, "Has mother and the rest left?"
"They've all gone back."
"I'm sorry."
"Why are you apologizing to me?"
