After the man sat down on the single sofa next to the bed, he said to Shu Wan: "Since you woke up, let's live a good life on her behalf."
Shu Wan didn't know who he was referring to by the 'she' in his mouth. She blinked at him in confusion, hoping that he could explain it more clearly.
The man didn't bother to explain too much to her, so he picked up the razor he had placed beside the bed and held up her head.
Just when Shu Wan didn't know what he was going to do, the buzzing sound of a razor suddenly came from above his head.
Shu Wan was confused. Is this man shaving her hair? Why is he shaving her hair?
The man seemed to see the shocked look in her eyes, and was very kind-hearted. He explained while shaving: "The nurse said that your hair is too long and it is troublesome to wash it. I thought it would save you trouble by shaving it all for you..."
Shu Wan saw that the shaved hair was very short. It seemed that it had been shaved not just once, but many times...
In other words, she has always been bald when she didn't wake up?!
Shu Wan couldn't accept that he was bald, and his expression suddenly collapsed.
She stared at the man in front of her who was shaving wildly on her head, wishing she could kill him with her eyes.
The man ignored the murderous look in her eyes and focused on shaving her head without caring at all...
After shaving, he even brought a mirror over to show her: "Is this hairstyle not bad?"
When Shu Wan saw herself in the mirror, shaved by him until only a handful of hair remained on her head, she rolled her eyes and almost fainted.
Seeing her reaction, the man suddenly curled up his lips and smiled, as if he had found some interesting toy, which made him feel very happy.
He put down the mirror, leaned back on the sofa chair, crossed his legs, and said with interest: "Miss Shu, you are quite interesting."
Shu Wan was stunned for a moment. This man knew her name, which meant that he knew her, but she had no impression of him. Who was he?
The man leaned forward slightly and stared at Shu Wan's face with his deep black eyes: "Remember my name, my name is -"
He paused for a moment, then opened his thin lips slightly again, and a clear and pleasant voice slowly reached Shu Wan's ears: "Chi, inkstone, boat."
Chi Yanzhou, Chi Yanzhou, Shu Wan searched for this name in his mind, but still had no impression.
She stared into his eyes, full of doubts, eager to know more information.
The man didn't want to say anything more to her, so he stood up and walked out.
Not long after he left, a blonde female caregiver walked in.
While helping Shu Wan clean up, she muttered several words in English to her ear.
He probably just said that she was a miracle or something, and didn't say much else. He finished cleaning up and left.
After she left, Shu Wan rolled his eyes and looked at the decoration in the room, which was in a simple French style.
She should be no longer in the country, but I don’t know which country this is and where exactly it is?
From what George said, she seemed to be in a deep coma, and she didn't know how many years she had been in the coma?
Also, if she had been in a coma for many years, why didn't Shanshan and Song Siyue come to find her?
Did they know she was being treated here, so they felt at ease and didn't bother her?
Shu Wan, filled with doubts, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
In his sleep, he saw Song Siyue sitting in the shade of a tree and reading a book. The sun was shining on his body, giving him a soft light.
She walked in from outside the campus and wanted to run towards him, but she saw him suddenly kneeling in front of the grave, holding a gun and pointing it at his head.
The moment he pressed the button, a slender figure rushed over and kicked the gun out of his hand...
The moment the bullet was fired, it hit the tombstone with a bang, and the birds around it dispersed in fright...
Shu Wan woke up from this dream. Before she had time to think about what this dream meant, she felt someone lying on her body.
To be precise, he was lying in the direction of her heart, seeming to be listening and feeling its beating...