A Gentle Fall [Broken Up, Back Together]

[Rekindled Romance] [Male Lead, 38; Female Lead, 36] [The Male Lead Suffers Physically and Emotionally]

Six years after their divorce, Qin Qiao came to see Chen Jiashu. At the shareholders' meeting, she witnessed an attempt to root out a company mole with her own eyes. She also saw that he was nearly blind, yet her heart remained unmoved.

Six years can change many things. For instance, a proud, unyielding man who once would rather break than bend was ultimately molded by capital into its most calculating form.

That day, beside the hospital bed, Chen Jiashu listed funds, bonds, savings, and more to prove to her that he had the right to love her. Qin Qiao screamed insults at him, then turned and left.

At the time, she did not yet know that this man, who had fallen countless times and still managed to get back up, would swallow an entire bottle of antidepressants after seeing with his own eyes that she had fallen in love with someone else.

But if they were really going to settle accounts, she owed him more...

He had given everything to support her, and loved her with a devotion that would face death alongside her.

That rainy night, Qin Qiao got dead drunk and barged into his home. She clung to him like a madwoman, biting a deep mark into his neck, but he turned the tables, wrapped her tightly in his arms, and covered her with a close succession of tangled kisses.

Afterward, he lowered his head and buried his face against her neck, his voice humble as he asked, "Now that you're back, don't leave again, okay?"

Her eyes were clear as she curved her lips into a light smile and gently promised him, "Whenever you need me, I'll come back to you."

Later, thunder roared beyond the window. A flash of lightning illuminated their paper-white faces. The man gave a bitter laugh, his voice shattered as he said, "I was wrong. I was wrong to... use what I did for you to demand something in return."

He was used to taking the blame, but this time he no longer trusted anyone, including her. The moment that thought surfaced, Qin Qiao rushed over and held him. Her trembling voice was muffled against his back as tears streamed down her face. "No, that's not it... Jiashu, I love you."

The man seemed not to hear her. With his white cane in hand, he walked away without hesitation. Little did he know that they would not meet again for a month.

After receiving a call from the police, Qin Qiao stumbled to the hospital. The man sat dazed on the hospital bed, covered in blood, his eyes empty, repeating, "Qiao Qiao, Qiao Qiao."

He could neither see nor hear, yet through sheer force of will, he had escaped.

Qin Qiao collapsed to the floor and wept in despair.

Half a month later, Qin Qiao went with him to see a psychiatrist again. She pricked the doctor's questions in Braille onto paper with a stylus.

[Why do you keep saying Qiao Qiao?]

After feeling the raised dots, Chen Jiashu smiled and answered lightly, "I was afraid I'd forget how to speak."

No one knew that during that time, he repeated her name more than a thousand times every day.

Reader's guide: Happy ending. A modern-day fairytale, [Rekindled Romance], a groveling pursuit after a breakup, [A Little Pursuit by the Female Lead]. This is not a mystery or a business battle story, and the male lead is not an overbearing CEO. His hearing will recover, but his eyesight will not.

The male lead is possessive but not gloomy, and he is a conscientious entrepreneur. They have two five-year-old children, but this is not a parenting story, and the children have very little presence.

Theme: Cherish every day.