The Celibate Male Lead Broke His Persona - Chapter 9

Chapter 9

In the hospital emergency room, I waited with my whole body gone cold.

My mind was a mess.

My hands were shaking.

I had never been this nervous before.

Over and over, I asked myself:

Could I really accept Huo Zhui dying?

Did I really not care about him at all?

The System comforted me:

[It’s okay. This is just a book.]

[If this book fails, we can just challenge another one.]

[Don’t be sad. Aren’t you best at smut novels? Next time, I’ll let you go back to your old line of work. I won’t make you play some celibate spare-tire male supporting character anymore, okay?]

But I couldn’t bring myself to say a single word to it. In my heart, I kept repeating one thing-

Huo Zhui couldn’t die. He absolutely could not die.

Only now did I stupidly realize that Huo Zhui was someone I could no longer let go of.

All this time, I had lived inside smut novels, where not a single person had ever truly developed feelings for me.

So I had never developed real feelings for anyone, either.

But this time, I seemed to have genuinely fallen for him.

I said, [System, I don’t want to leave anymore.]

The System grew anxious. [But if you don’t leave, you won’t be able to go home.]

I was silent for a long time before slowly making a decision.

[Then I won’t go back. Anyway, in that world, I was nothing more than an orphan.]

The System paused. [Have you forgotten what I told you when we bound together? If you deviate from the original plot, you can only survive in this world for three years.]

[Then I’ll live for only three years.]

I said, [System, I’m just tired.]

[This time, I want to live according to my own heart.]

The System fell silent.

At last, the light outside the emergency room went out.

The doctor said the surgery had been successful, but the patient still had not woken up.

So I stayed by Huo Zhui’s side without eating or drinking.

It really felt like such a long, long time had passed.

During that time, the System urged me many times to rest, to go home and get a proper night’s sleep, but I never left.

Looking at Huo Zhui’s pale face, I couldn’t help wanting to cry. I closed my eyes, and tears slipped down.

Just when I thought Huo Zhui might go on sleeping like this forever, a hand reached over and wiped my tears away.

I opened my eyes. Beneath the moonlight, Huo Zhui had opened his eyes at some point.

He said,

“Liao Qing, don’t cry.

“Never cry for me.”

I held his hand. “If you can recover and leave the hospital healthy, we’ll be together.”

Huo Zhui’s eyes slowly widened.

As if afraid I would regret it, he answered with all his strength, his voice hoarse and dry.

“Okay.”