Chapter 738

Xia Beiqing brings up a smile of irony.

——Mr. Shen, you are really selfish. Just because you are reluctant, you selfishly let me live, regardless of my pain.

"Then you think I'm selfish." Shen Zhiyu stroked Xia Beiqing's cheek and pleaded: "I'll try my best to make you happy, OK? Believe me

Xia Beiqing took a deep breath and looked tired.

——I really want to die. You can't stop me. You can't watch me all my life.

"I can!" Shen Zhiyu's eyes were firm and determined.

He wants to keep a good watch on Xia Beiqing, and can't let today's events happen again.

The next day, Xia Beiqing leaves the hospital and goes back to his apartment. In order to prevent him from hurting himself again, Shen Zhiyu cleans up all the dangerous things in the room in advance.

After entering the room, Xia Beiqing handed the note to Shen Zhiyu.

——Please leave.

Shen Zhiyu didn't want Xia Beiqing to be too excited, so he didn't say anything and left the room.

Until dinner time, aunt Zhao cooked the meal, and Shen Zhiyu came into the room with the food.

In the room, Xia Beiqing was sitting in a wheelchair, facing the French window, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Shen Zhiyu was shocked to find that his hand was hanging on his side. The wrapped gauze had been untied and fell to the ground loosely. The wound that had been sewn up was torn again, and the blood was seeping out a little bit.

"To the North!" Shen Zhiyu rushed over immediately, put the food aside and grabbed Xia Beiqing's wrist: "what are you doing?"

Shen Zhiyu finds the first aid box and repaints Xia Beiqing with medicine. He squats in front of Xia Beiqing and looks at him with eager eyes: "Beiqing, the wound on the wrist will soon get better, as long as you don't touch him, OK?"

Xia Bei leans his head and doesn't speak.

Shen Zhiyu took the food and handed it to Xia Beiqing: "today is all your favorite food. Have a taste."

There is still no response to the North summer dip.

Shen Zhiyu scooped a spoon and handed it to Xia Beiqing's mouth: "well, I'll feed you. At least I'll eat a little. I'm very hungry."

Xia Beiqing finally turns his head. He has dark eyes and looks at Shen Zhiyu. He slowly raises his hand and takes the bowl from Shen Zhiyu. Then he lifts it up and smashes it on the ground.

With a loud bang, the bowl fell apart in front of Shen Zhiyu. Shen Zhiyu's hand holding the spoon was still stiff in the air, and he watched Xia Beiqing in amazement.

Xia Beiqing stares at the mess on the ground and seems very satisfied with his masterpiece. He picks up a pen and paper and hands it to Shen Zhiyu.

——Who told you to stay here? I told you not to show up in front of me!

Shen Zhiyu took the paper from his hand and tore it to pieces just like he had just smashed a bowl. He said, "do you think I will leave at ease if I find you want to commit suicide? If you don't want to see me, I can live in another room, even in the living room, but I will stay with you until you don't want to commit suicide any more. "

Xia Bei tilts his pupils and stares at Shen Zhiyu. They seem to be in such a deadlock. At last, Xia Bei tilts his eyes away and turns around in his wheelchair, leaving only one figure for Shen Zhiyu.

Looking at his thin figure, Shen Zhiyu said, "I'll put the food on the table. You can eat it yourself. If I find you haven't eaten it, I'll take a tough approach directly."