She didn't believe it, didn't believe it was true.
"Uncle?"
She tentatively imitated Ji Anning, calling out 'Uncle', thinking it must have been a coincidence earlier, that he must have been too tired and overworked, so now he's out of energy.
But when she called out 'Uncle' again, Ji Chicheng's mouth moved, his long, dense eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes slowly opened.
His deep-set eyes gradually emerged, reflected by the light, shimmering.
Korea looked at him excitedly, her mouth slightly open as his eyes turned towards her.
She was ecstatic, bending down to gently hold Ji Chicheng's body, "You're awake, awake, Chicheng, you're awake."
"Who are you?"
Ji Chicheng lowered his eyes again, looking at Korea, his weak voice repeating the question incessantly.
"I'm Korea, Korea, look at me." Korea lifted her head, excitedly bringing her face closer to Ji Chicheng's.
Let him see her.
