Jingxiu lowered his head, his eyes were affectionate, and through the glass, his fingertips slid fondly across Ji Youyan's forehead, the bridge of his nose, his lips...

It never occurred to me that the reunion would be like this.

It's like never thought that maybe she still loves her, and she will know it in this way.

If so, it is better to never see it, and it is better to never know.

Jingxiu leaned down and kissed Ji Yuyan's lips through the glass, tears pouring down like rain.

Yanyan, tell me, what are you thinking?

Why did she never understand Ji Yuyan. If she still loves her, why should she be like a beggar in love when they are together, humbly begging for her occasional favor and favor. After breaking up, it's not that she didn't give Ji Yuyan another chance. In the second year of the breakup, she had a cheap attack, because she heard that Ji Youyan would participate in the "National Big Production" and accepted the variety show at the expense of herself, but Ji Youyan chose to quit after she accepted it and avoided it. She thought that breaking up was really the release Ji Yuyan had been praying for for a long time, right? She couldn't understand Ji Youyan's attitude again, and it would be really shameless to keep entangled.

But if she doesn't love her, why should she be like this for her?

But none of that matters anymore. Love it or not, she doesn't care anymore.

She just wants her to live well. All she wanted was for her to sit up and smile at her as she did when she was twenty years old. Even if she forgets her again, it would be fine if the strangers in the world have nothing to do with each other.

As long as she lives.

"Get up." She choked against the glass.

"Get up, get up for me." Her voice full of crying grew louder. Jiang Chun and Yao Xiao's hair was astringent.

"Ji Youyan, get up for me!" She tried to open the ice coffin but couldn't find the switch, and finally slapped it on the coffin with her palm, screaming.

The ice coffin was shot with a loud bang, and the electric lights flickered on and off. Jiang Chun and Yao Xiao were shocked, afraid that she would act too radically again, and they quickly tried to tie Jingxiu again.

But Jingxiu didn't wait for them to stretch out his hand, he tilted his body and fainted.

She lay still on the ice coffin, the blood on her hair, together with tears, was dyed under Ji Youyan's eyes, like the blood and tears she shed.

Chapter 121

When Jingxiu woke up, she was greeted by a blinding whiteness, and her head sank into disgust. She stared blankly at the lamp on the ceiling, in a trance. where is this?

"Mr. Jing, you're awake!" Yao Xiao's surprised voice sounded beside her ear.

Jingxiu looked at Yao Xiao hesitantly, saw her worried eyes, and her memory gradually returned.

"Mr. Jing, how does your head feel? You have to sew a lot of stitches..." Yao Xiao was worried.

Jingxiu's eyes slowly died down in Yao Xiao's words. Why is this terrible nightmare still awake? Why...it wasn't a dream.

Seeing that her eyes were so empty, Yao Xiao called out nervously, "Mr. Jing?"

Jingxiu still did not respond to her. She looked out the window, it was completely dark.

Yao Xiao was afraid that Jingxiu had been greatly stimulated and had some kind of post-traumatic sequelae, so he panicked and called the doctor: "Mr. Jing, don't scare me, doctor, I..."

"Call a car." Jingxiu interrupted her, his voice was so hoarse that it sounded like a breath.

Yao Xiao was relieved to hear her speak, and advised her: "The doctor said that you are too weak and need more rest..."

"Call a car." Jingxiu repeated stubbornly.

It was getting dark and night, how could she let Yanyan spend the night alone in such a cold place.

She sat up with her arms propped up, and Yao Xiao quickly went to help her.

Helping Jingxiu up, she went to the end of the bed to shake it up. But as soon as she walked to the end of the bed, out of the corner of the eye, she saw that Jingxiu raised her left hand and tore off the indwelling needle tape on her right hand.

Yao Xiao paled in shock and stumbled back, "Mr. Jing! The water hasn't finished hanging yet..."

She pressed Jingxiu's hands on the quilt, but Jingxiu couldn't struggle, her eyes were as cold as ice, "Yao, Xiao." Her voice was very soft, but it felt like a thousand pounds in Yao Xiao's heart.

Yao Xiao flinched: "Can I call a nurse? You wait..."

Jingxiu was noncommittal, Yao Xiao thought she agreed. Who knew that she had just withdrawn her hand, and before she turned around, Jingxiu simply pulled out the needle neatly.

In the next instant, blood beads rushed out one after another, dripping down the back of Jingxiu's hand.

Yao Xiao was at a loss. He wanted to help her stop the bleeding but couldn't find a cotton swab. He was frantically ringing the bell to call the nurse, and the phone next to the bed started to make noise.

Yao Xiao didn't have time to answer, Jingxiu lowered his eyes and saw that the caller ID was Wei Yizhen, his lips trembled, and he pressed the answer button.

"Is Jingxiu awake?" She pressed the speaker, and Wei Yizhen's voice came over.

"Wake up." Jingxiu replied deadly.

The nurse came in, Yao Xiao asked for a cotton swab from the nurse, and helped Jingxiu to hold down the needle. Jingxiu let her move and stared at the call interface of the phone out of focus.

Wei Yi was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that it was Jingxiu who answered the call, "Are you okay?"

Are you ok? The corners of Jingxiu's lips showed sadness, is it okay?

She didn't answer Wei Yizhen, and told her, "I'm going to talk back now, you and the person in charge there."

Wei Yizhen was immediately nervous: "It's so late, Mr. Jing, please rest first."

Jingxiu pursed her lips and did not answer, her refusal attitude was obvious.

Wei Yi was really embarrassed. She took a deep breath and said in a heavy voice, "I'm on my way to your place now, wait for me, I have something to tell you."

"Can't we talk over there?" Jingxiu didn't want to wait any longer.

"No." Wei Yizhen's voice was also very tired.

Jingxiu was silent. After a while, she seemed to have noticed something, and said, "Okay."

Yao Xiao helped Jingxiu stop the bleeding and wiped off the blood on the back of her hand with alcohol, only to realize that Jingxiu was too rude when he pulled out the needle, and the needle made a long, thin cut on the back of her hand. But Jingxiu didn't care, she just looked at the void silently, like two worlds isolated from everything around her.