"But don't worry, I'll be a good husband."After my confrontation with Jake, I felt completely drained. Even after a nap, my chest still felt tight.I sat in the wheelchair and headed towards the elevator, planning to go to the ground floor garden. However, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a familiar thermos on a bench in the hallway. It looked exactly like the one Jake had brought.Frowning slightly, I instinctively wheeled over to it. The nearby hospital room door was slightly open, and a soft, melodious voice drifted out."After all these years, you still remember I love chicken soup with eggs..."Even though I got slightly hurt in the earthquake, it's worth it to taste your homemade soup."Hearing this, I froze. As if drawn by some invisible force, I moved closer to the door.And then, I saw that familiar silhouette. Then, I heard the voice that had just professed love to me in my room:"Your love for fireworks, your fondness for chicken soup with eggs, and all your o
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