First, he drove him away mercilessly. Then he saw Yunci and Dongtang Chiyou. It turned out that all Xia Beiqing had done was to say goodbye. He didn't think it hard for a moment, but he had such a plan for a long time.
After sleeping for several hours, Xia Beiqing wakes up. He stares at the ceiling in a trance. He doesn't seem to realize whether he is alive or dead.
"You're not dead." Shen Zhiyu's voice rang out nearby.
Xia Beiqing seemed to be pulled back to his mind. He turned his head and saw Shen Zhiyu beside the bed. His eyes brightened for a moment. However, it was only for a moment, and then he quickly darkened and moved away.
When he found that he was not dead, he was only disappointed.
Shen Zhiyu slowly stretched out his hand to grasp his wrist wrapped by gauze, and asked in a trembling voice: "why... Why do you make this choice? You tell me, what do you think? "
He didn't even dare to mention the word "death".
Xia Beiqing didn't look at him, didn't speak, and didn't have any superfluous reaction.
Shen Zhiyu stroked Xia Beiqing's cheek and said firmly: "Beiqing, no matter what you think, I won't let you commit suicide again. I want you to live, live well!"
Hearing these words, Xia Beiqing raised his pale lips and laughed. His smile was full of irony. He raised his hand stiffly and groped for something beside the bed.
Shen Zhiyu immediately handed over the pen and paper.
Xia Beiqing holds the pen weakly, writes crookedly on the paper, and then throws it in front of Shen Zhiyu.
——Alive? How can I live like this? It doesn't mean anything to me to be alive.
Between the lines, he had a negative attitude.
Shen Zhiyu quickly picked up Xia Beiqing's face with both hands: "how can it be meaningless? Why do you think that? You and me, as well as your brother and sister-in-law, I said I would take care of you all my life, I will make you happy, if you really feel bored, then we will find some interesting things to do
Xia Bei leans at the beginning, refuses Shen Zhiyu's touch, and holds a pen to write on the paper.
——I'm so disabled, it's better to let me die!
"To the North!" Shen Zhiyu could not help roaring: "I beg you, don't think so, I know... I know it's painful to become like this..."
——No! You don't know?
Xia Bei clenched the paper in his hand.
——Never feel the same, you will never understand, I can no longer walk, can only sit in a wheelchair, what kind of mood, whether I want to cry or want to laugh, I can not make any sound, what kind of mood, I live in such a state, how suffering every minute, how tired!
——Miss Shen, do you remember what my dream is? It's dancing
Shen Zhiyu looked at the words written on the paper. His eyes were gradually wet with tears. He slowly lowered his waist and almost threw himself on Xia Beiqing. He choked and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Everything is my fault. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be like this..."
Xia Beiqing also followed the red eye socket, but he did not have the tears to flow down, even did not cry the idea, he just indifferently wrote on the paper.
——Mr. Shen, if you really feel ashamed of me, then... Let me leave, let me free from the pain.
"No... no!" Shen Zhiyu shook his head desperately: "if you want to live, you must live! North incline, even if I beg you, OK? "