At that time, Zhu Xiaoli was lying on the cold beach. Because it was completely dark, there was no one around. Only a policeman was persuading Zhu Xiaoli to go back.
However, Zhu Xiaoli remained indifferent, as if she had died on the beach.
When he Yijun squatted down in front of her, she still closed her eyes and didn't move.
"It's already dark. Go back." He Yijun advised her in her ear that he didn't mention the breakup or quarrel with her again.
What's the point of doing this now?
But Zhu Xiaoli still didn't move, and the tears from the corners of her eyes fell down, looking particularly sad.
"Take her back quickly. We're going to work. No one will look at her here later. I don't know what she will do. What's your relationship with her?" Asked the policeman.
He Yijun couldn't say three words about her boyfriend. He just apologized to the police, and then stretched out his hand to pull Zhu Xiaoli.
"Go back. It's cold here at night. I don't know when the sea will be flooded. I know you don't want to die. Let's stop torturing each other. I won't leave you until you figure it out."
He had no way to take risks. If Zhu Xiaoli really died, he and Luo Huanhuan would be really over.
Zhu Xiaoli's hand finally moved, opened her eyes, turned her head and looked at him dimly with tears: "are you serious?"
He won't leave her until she figure it out?
If she can't figure it out all her life, can he stay with her all her life?
He Yijun's face was tired and pale, as if he had no extra strength to struggle with her: "HMM."
As if afraid she wouldn't believe it, he added, "really, get up."
Zhu Xiaoli didn't get up, but turned over and hugged him tightly, leaned against his shoulder and cried bitterly: "I knew you wouldn't be so cruel to leave me, no matter whether you still have me in your heart, as long as you are willing to stay with me."
He Yijun took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.
With Zhu Xiaoli back to the hotel, Zhu Xiaoli refused to sleep with him.
"I want you to accompany me. Will you stay with me?" Zhu Xiaoli held his hand tightly.
He Yijun restrained his irritability and said to her, "if I don't go, I'll live next door to you. If you want to see me, you can come at any time."
"I don't want it!" Zhu Xiaoli held him tightly. "We haven't slept in separate rooms at home. Why do you want to separate from me here? Aren't you afraid that I can't figure it out for a moment and jump off the windowsill?"
Their hotel room is on the 18th floor. If they jump from here, they will not die or be seriously disabled.
He Yijun clenched his fist and suddenly a cold light burst out in his eyes. He really wanted to push Zhu Xiaoli away and leave, regardless of whether she was dead or alive.
But in the end, he suppressed the anger in his heart and said patiently, "can you stop making trouble?"
"I didn't make trouble with you." Zhu Xiaoli raised her head and looked at him with tears on her face. "I really want to die. I just don't want to give up you. If you insist on leaving me, I really don't have the courage to live."
"Zhu Xiaoli!"
"Do you still want to go?" Zhu Xiaoli looked at him quietly.
At that moment, he Yijun thought her eyes were terrible and frightening.
The night was already deep. He Yijun didn't eat or drink water all day.
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