Still in the same hospital room.
Qin Mohan lay on the bed, his eyes blankly staring at the television on the wall.
Even though there was a beautiful host on the screen, he didn't choose to watch.
He seemed to have said something to Bai Han while he was in a coma.
At that time, he held Bai Han's hand and asked, "Did you see my diary?"
He forgot what happened next.
He remembered that he originally had a diary, which he carried with him from childhood to adulthood. It never left his side. He didn't know from when he couldn't find that small notebook anymore.
Would this notebook contain his past memories, and the person he had forgotten?
Thinking of this, Qin Mohan clenched the bedsheet, his already cold eyes filled with determination.
He had to find that diary.
Then, he turned and glanced at the flowers beside him, a hint of tenderness unconsciously appearing in his eyes, though he himself didn't notice.
Who had sent him these flowers?
Every time he thought of throwing them away, a voice in his mind would interrupt his thoughts.
"You don't want them either?"
Every time he heard this voice, his heart ached involuntarily, as if his heart cared deeply for the person who sent him the flowers.
He couldn't bear to throw away even the things sent by that person, and felt an inexplicable pain.
He would keep them. He would definitely find that person in the future.
He casually picked up the flowers from the table and brought them closer, examining them carefully. Although he remembered every detail of the flower's texture, he couldn't help but hold it in his hand.
The pink vase made his hands appear even more fair.
He extended a finger and gently stroked the petals of the white flower.
His careful manner seemed as if he could touch the person who sent the flowers through the petals.
It was a peculiar feeling.
"Are these flowers your lover? Why are you looking at it like that? You've been looking at it for over ten years, and you're not tired of it. Please, let it go."
As soon as Bai Han entered the room, he saw his friend gazing tenderly at a flower, and a shiver ran down his spine.
His friend, probably due to his family background, had been particularly stern since childhood, like an old scholar, as if nothing could affect his mood.
His face always wore the same expression, arrogant and aloof, like a proud peacock. In the compound, it seemed that besides himself, no one played with him when they were little.
But even though they had played together since childhood, he had never seen this expression.
It was a bit terrifying.
Bai Han, wearing a stethoscope and a white coat, strode in impetuously. He thought Qin Mohan was still sleeping and had entered directly, never expecting to see such a scene.
Qin Mohan, lying on the bed, ignored him and continued to observe the white flower.
"Did you see my diary?" he asked Bai Han in a cold voice, still not looking at the person standing beside him.
Upon hearing this, Bai Han paused his hand, which was rolling up Qin Mohan's sleeve, a flicker of panic crossing his face, but he quickly regained his composure.
He continued to roll up the sleeve and looked at Qin Mohan's arm, which was covered in dense needle marks, with no unblemished skin. Yet, the person on the bed showed no expression, still gazing tenderly at the flower in his hand.
"Why are you asking me about your diary?" Bai Han turned, took out the sedative from his backpack, drew it into a syringe, and prepared a cotton ball to sterilize the injection site. Before the needle even touched Qin Mohan, he heard Qin Mohan's somewhat hollow voice, "Really?"
"Yes," Bai Han replied, then injected the liquid into his body.
He had been watching Qin Mohan's expression on the bed, and a seed of concern grew in his heart.
After all, he knew his friend had already suffered too much because of that person.
He couldn't let him know about his past again. His mental state couldn't withstand another breakdown.
If he broke down again, he truly would...
Brother, I hope you will understand my intentions in the future.
For your sake, and for the sake of the empire, forgive me for not being able to give you that thing. The empire cannot be without an heir.
With this thought, a look of determination appeared in Bai Han's eyes.
"If you need anything, remember to find me," Bai Han said and turned to leave.
He feared that if he stayed any longer, he would be unable to resist telling Qin Mohan everything and giving him that item.
He couldn't waver in his resolve.
Qin Mohan, sitting on the bed, felt his body growing lighter and his vision becoming increasingly blurry.
With his last bit of strength, he placed the flower on the table.
His eyes remained fixed on the white flower on the table.
He thought, "Who are you, really?"
He must miss you dearly.
As Bai Han exited the room, he encountered Miss Zhao again. He said to her, "Mohan has been administered a sedative. Miss Zhao, please return."
A hint of regret appeared on Zhao Feier's face, as if she regretted not knowing sooner, or she could have come to see Qin Mohan earlier.
"Thank you, Doctor, for taking care of Mohan. I'll be going now." Zhao Feier bowed to Bai Han and turned to leave.
The emotions in her eyes vanished instantly, replaced by some inexplicable feelings.
It was impossible to decipher them.
Bai Han watched her retreating figure, sighing inwardly, "Miss Zhao is truly an ideal woman."
Gentle, considerate, a good cook, beautiful, generous, from a good family – what more could anyone ask for?
Alas, his childhood friend truly doesn't know how to enjoy life.
Then, Bai Han returned to his small office and began looking through medical records.
Meanwhile, Lin Hao, who was supervising work by the lake, sneezed again. He rubbed his nose.
Why had people been thinking of him so much lately?
He couldn't think of anyone he owed favors to.
Hearing Lin Hao's sneeze from across the lake, Erfa instantly teleported before him and asked, "My King, is something wrong?"
Why is the cub sneezing again?
Has he caught a cold recently?
Why is the construction of this house so slow?
It seems we need to speed up the progress.
With this thought, Erfa's eyes darkened, and he typed in the group chat, "Accelerate the progress."
Lin Hao, startled by Erfa's sudden appearance, shivered.
Does the insect not know that startling an insect can scare it to death?
Please, can you not just appear in front of me without warning?
Hearing Erfa's question, he replied, "I'm fine."
What could be wrong with him? Sitting by the lake, eating snacks left for him by Li Huan, and watching the insects build houses – could there be anything more relaxing than this?
"Mm," Erfa replied after this, and then left. However, his mental energy remained focused on everything happening there.
Hill, floating in the air, also heard Lin Hao's sneeze. But she was too occupied with her own tasks and couldn't go see the King.
She gnawed on her handkerchief in her heart.
Why can he go see the King, while she has to supervise here? This is unfair.
That calculating fellow.
Hill glared at Erfa, who had just returned, and then turned away, ignoring him.
Erfa, who had just returned, was inexplicably glared at by Hill. A hint of confusion appeared on his cold face.
He hadn't offended her, had he?
Lin Hao, sitting by the lake, watched as the houses became more complete. He quietly pulled out a fishing rod from his spatial storage and placed the snacks given to him by Li Huan on it.
Then, he quietly waited for a fish to bite.
He wondered if the fish here ate potato chips.
If not, would they eat QQ candy?
They probably would.
He would just wait and see.
The gentle breeze on the lake ruffled his hair. Lin Hao's gaze was fixed on the bobber on the lake, afraid of missing a big catch.
However, after waiting for a while, there was still no movement. Lin Hao lay dejectedly on the grass.
This posture was indeed comfortable.
The warm sunlight fell on his face, and his eyelids began to droop.
Unable to resist the physiological urge, he slowly closed his eyes.
'Splash.'
A loud sound echoed in Lin Hao's ears.
Lin Hao instantly woke up and quickly sat up, observing his surroundings.
But after a thorough inspection, he still saw nothing. Could it be his fishing rod?
Thinking of this, Lin Hao looked at the lake with surprise. Indeed, there were ripples on the surface.
There's something happening!
Lin Hao quickly reeled in his fishing rod from the lake. However, he saw that the potato chips on his fishing rod were gone, leaving only the hook.
The problem is, you can eat the potato chips on the fishing rod. After all, it's your skill to escape. But! You even came ashore and stole all his remaining potato chips. That's where you went wrong.
You fish are not honorable!
How can a young fish do such a thing?
How could you steal all his snacks without even saying hello?
Hmph.
If he catches you, he'll steam you whole.
Lin Hao turned and glanced at the still-rippling lake surface. A brilliant plan flashed through his mind.
Since you are not honorable, don't blame me.
"Hill, come here for a moment." He called out to his commander in the group chat.
Although using Hill to catch a fish might be overkill, it was because the fish was dishonorable first.
Just you wait to be steamed.
Hill, who was floating in the air, suddenly heard the King's call and instantly teleported before Lin Hao, her voice relaxed. "I'm here, my King."
Ahhh, the cub called for her.
And he called for her alone.
As expected, the cub likes me more than that emotionless face.
As soon as Hill heard the King's call, all her previous small grievances disappeared.
After all, nothing is more important than the cub.
Lin Hao, whose plan had been going smoothly, saw Hill's serious expression and his prepared words got stuck in his throat.
Asking the Commander of the Navy to catch a fish seemed a bit excessive.
Should he give up on that fish?
No, impossible. That fish that stole his snacks must be caught and steamed.
He should still tell Hill. She should understand his feelings, right?
The feeling of all his snacks being stolen, Hill should understand, right?
"Hill, a fish stole all my snacks. This lake is quite deep. Can you catch that fish for me?" He wanted to catch it and steam it.
Lin Hao said this to Hill somewhat nervously.
He was afraid she would get angry.
However, the insect before him showed no impatience and said softly, "Okay."
Helping the cub deal with the bad guy.
Hill thought to herself.
Then she stepped into the air and floated to the center of the lake, looking down at the shallow blue surface. Hill closed her eyes, and when she opened them, they had changed from light gold to deep gold. The breeze on the lake ruffled her red hair, creating a stark contrast with the shallow blue surface.
She parted her lips slightly and said in a cold voice, "Who took it? Come out."
A powerful airflow instantly swept across the entire lake, making the water transparent for a moment.
Lin Hao, standing by the lake, regretted his decision upon seeing this display.
He mentally lamented, had he been overusing his resources?
Meanwhile, a certain fish resting in the lake heard this voice. Its eyes widened instantly, and its eyes, like polished glass, held a hint of disbelief.
He finally found you.
His princess.