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"It was unintentional, I just stood up, and I didn't tell you right away because I wanted to surprise you when you returned."
Mai Xiaomai, with her arms around his neck, spoke with great emotion, "Before this, I was truly afraid that I would never be able to stand again and would always be a burden to you."
"Silly pig, you have never been a burden to me."
Qiao Chutian chided, "From now on, you're not allowed to talk like that. I am willing to take on everything for you."
"Mm, I am willing to take on everything for you too."
Mai Xiaomai nodded, deeply moved.
Although the two of them had still not uttered the word 'love'.
Yet, these words had already far surpassed 'I love you,' they held more significance, more warmth.
Moreover, in the days that followed, they continually strived to fulfill this promise, no matter how great the storm.
Feeling chilly, Mai Xiaomai, who had 600 milliliters of blood drawn today, sneezed because of the cold.
"Let's go home."
