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If this was called the fate's hand, then he wanted to slap himself with the hand to get some tries at grasping fate with her.

Though he was distraught with the sudden influx of his own emotions, he carefully tucked it all back into his heart and typed some more in the chat.

In the end, without realizing it, he had gotten accustomed to talking with this woman through the chat box. Although it was a bit of a shame that he couldn't meet her directly, that was a plan for another time. For now, all he could do was grab onto her this way.

As time passed, he found that his mind was slowly becoming much more peaceful. It was like Xu Jiaqi had a special touch to everything she did, making his mind clear up from the previous cloudy atmosphere he had due to his sickness.

It was a moving sensation. For him to finally recover like this, although the cure came in such an unexpected way that he would've never guessed that this would happen.