The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 352: Difficult Recovery

Chu Mochen, filled with guilt and anxiety, hurried to Yun Yao's residence. He stood in front of the familiar door and raised his hand to knock, but his hand was suspended in the air and could not fall. Yun Yao's heartbroken face kept appearing in his mind, and each picture was like a sharp knife, stabbing his heart. His lips trembled slightly, and he murmured to himself: "Yun Yao, I was wrong, you must listen to my explanation..."

Taking a deep breath, Chu Mochen finally mustered up the courage to knock on the door. "Yun Yao, are you there? I'm Chu Mochen, I want to talk to you." His voice was trembling, full of sincerity and uneasiness. However, there was silence in the room, without any response.

"Yun Yao, I know I misunderstood you and hurt your heart before. I really regret it." Seeing no response, Chu Mochen continued to talk to himself, his voice full of self-blame, "I shouldn't have doubted you based on Liu Yan'er's one-sided words. I was too confused. You are so kind and brave, but I..." He paused, as if something was choking his throat, and his eyes were slightly red. "I know that nothing I say now can make up for the mistakes I made, but I still hope you can give me a chance to let me explain clearly."

Inside the house, Yun Yao heard Chu Mochen's voice, and her heart, which had been gradually calming down, became chaotic again. The pain and grievances she felt when she was misunderstood surged into her heart like a tide, and tears rolled uncontrollably in her eyes. She bit her lower lip, clenched the corners of her clothes with both hands, and her nails almost sunk into her palms. "Why? Why did you come now? Those days when he misunderstood me, I was so painful and desperate..." Yun Yao shouted in her heart, and her steps unconsciously moved closer to the door, but when her hand touched the door handle, she shrank back suddenly as if she was burned.

She was afraid, afraid to face Chu Mochen again, afraid to hear those hurtful words, afraid to fall into the pain of being hurt again. The sweetness of the past and the hurt of the present were intertwined, making her heart extremely painful, and she didn't know how to choose.

Chu Mochen waited outside the door for a long time. Seeing that there was still no movement in the house, he became more and more anxious. He began to pace back and forth at the door. With every step he took, his regret deepened. "Yun Yao, if you are unwilling to open the door, I will wait here until you are willing to see me." His tone was firm, with a determination to fight to the end.

Time passed slowly, the sun gradually rose, and the sunlight became hotter and hotter. Chu Mochen stood straight at the door, the sunlight shone on him, outlining his lonely figure. Sweat slid down his forehead and soaked his clothes, but he was unaware. In his eyes, there was only the closed door, and he was expecting it to suddenly open and reveal Yun Yao's face.

Before they knew it, it was already noon. Chu Mochen still had no intention of leaving. His voice was a little hoarse, but he kept talking: "Yun Yao, we have experienced so many life and death moments together, and those memories are extremely precious to me. Do you still remember when we supported each other in the secret realm and fought against the monsters together? And that time on the edge of the cliff, you grabbed me without hesitation... I remember all these clearly, how could I hurt you because of a moment of confusion?"

Yun Yao was in the room, listening to Chu Mochen's every word, and the past experiences they had shared kept emerging in her mind. In the past, they had such a tacit understanding and trust in each other, and had overcome difficulties together. But now, this trust was deeply hurt. She felt mixed emotions in her heart, with nostalgia for the past, confusion about the present, and fear of the future.

"What should I do? Can I still trust him?" Yun Yao kept asking herself in her heart. Her heart was struggling between love and fear. Reason told her that she couldn't forgive Chu Mochen easily, but her feelings made it difficult for her to give up the love she once had.

In the evening, the sky was dyed orange-red by the sunset. Chu Mochen still stood at the door. His voice had become very hoarse and he could hardly speak, but he still insisted: "Yun Yao, I know I have disappointed you, but I have really reflected on my mistakes. I promise you that I will never let you get hurt again. You are the most important person in my life. Without you, my life has no meaning..."

Yun Yao was inside the house, listening to Chu Mochen's almost desperate voice, and her defenses gradually began to waver. Her tears kept flowing, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto the ground. She knew that Chu Mochen could wait outside the door for a whole day, and this persistence and sincerity was enough to prove his regret.

"Do I really have to give up the deep feelings we once had just because of this hurt?" Yun Yao's heart began to relax a little, but the pain of the past still made her have some concerns, and she still couldn't make up her mind to face Chu Mochen.

Night gradually fell, and darkness enveloped the whole world. Chu Mochen slowly sat down by the door. His body was already very tired, but his eyes were still firm. "Yun Yao, no matter what decision you make, I respect you. I just hope you won't reject me so quickly and give me a chance to make up for it..." His voice was particularly clear in the silent night, with a hint of fatigue and helplessness.

Inside the room, Yun Yao listened to Chu Mochen's last words, and her heart was in turmoil. She slowly walked to the bed, sat down weakly, hugged her knees with both hands, and buried her head between her legs. At this moment, her heart was in a mess, and she didn't know how to respond to Chu Mochen's deep affection and persistence.

After a sleepless night, Yun Yao kept thinking about Chu Mochen's words and their past experiences. The sky gradually brightened, and the first ray of sunlight shone through the window into the house. Yun Yao raised her head, her eyes full of fatigue and confusion. She knew that she had to make a decision...