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Xia Xiaoran covered her face, unable to suppress her tears. I stood aside, unmoved, when I heard her shaky voice say, "I'm sorry."

But why? Because you are miserable, I should forgive you for your misery? But what if she managed to harm Jin Zicheng? So what happens to me when I send this pastry over? Wouldn't I be hated as an accomplice?

"How can I believe that? Didn't you tell me to send the pastries in the end? If Jin Zicheng really ate it, then I would definitely be the one to die with him, wouldn't I? Didn't you think of it that way when you handed me the pastries? "

"But all of this didn't happen, so what you saw was only me using you to harm Jin Zicheng, and even disregarding your safety … But in the end, I deserve it. I'm not worthy of your forgiveness, am I? You must think so, don't you? Xia Xiaoran is only a mischievous person, her mind is always scheming against others, she is really a malicious person … "

She lowered her head and laughed a few times, covering her face once again. "But no matter what, I want you to know that I sincerely apologize to you. It doesn't matter even if I don't know. I will make you understand."

After throwing that senseless sentence away, she stopped talking.

I paused, then turned and left.

But the uneasiness came back to me.

Sure enough, on the same night, Xia Xiaoran committed suicide.

No one asked for a nurse to help her, so she took care of herself. The people in the monitoring room had fallen asleep late in the night, so they did not see what happened to the room. The people Jin Zicheng called out to were also only at the door, so when they found out, it was already 5 in the morning.

I found it.

When I entered, before I could clearly see the situation in front of me, I smelt a strong scent of blood. When I opened my eyes, I was shocked by the blood-red light in front of me.

There were many wounds of varying length and depth on her body. She was probably afraid that the wound would heal automatically, so she had cut quite a few places.

These wounds had already stopped bleeding, but the amount of blood flowing out was extremely shocking. The hospital bed had been dyed red.

Her face had gone pale, and her eyes were tightly shut, making me wonder if she had already lost her breath.