When Wen Nanxi opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Su Muyao's figure.
She was holding him, her eyes red, tears falling continuously.
"Nanxi, you're finally awake, you really scared me."
The moment Wen Nanxi woke up, he saw the reflection of his true form in her eyes; he knew his wife had a deep-seated fear of snakes, so he automatically transformed into his human form.
His physical condition was severe before; he could barely maintain his human form.
When unconscious, he would automatically revert to his true form.
Now he felt that both his internal and external injuries had healed, so he could maintain his human form.
"I'm sorry, don't cry, it's my fault, it's all my fault…"
Wen Nanxi reached out and held Su Muyao, lowering his head to kiss her tears away, soothing her gently with self-reproach.
He couldn't bear to see her cry.
Making his wife cry, for any reason, was entirely his fault.
Wen Nanxi held her, continually apologizing, and comforting her emotions.
