The cold blade cuts the blood vessels and blood flows out.

Xie Lingyun looked at him for a moment, his face getting paler, but he felt very relaxed.

Wait until the blood is dry, you will be relieved, right?

He slowly pulled over the chair and sat down, put his arms in the sink, and was leisurely waiting for that moment to arrive.

The so-called liberation is nothing more than death.

Death is like falling asleep forever, nothing scary.

My body is getting colder and my consciousness is getting blurred.

In a daze, he heard the sound of rapid footsteps, and then someone kept calling him in his ears.

"Lingyun! Lingyun!"

It's ginger porcelain.

She held her son and looked at his bloody wrists, and was already scared to death.

Tears couldn't control themselves and instantly covered their cheeks.

He trembled his hands, took out his cell phone, and cried: "Is it 120? Save my son! This is Yintan... Please, hurry up! Help!"

…

In the hospital, Xie Zhonghua hurried over, "How is Lingyun?"

"Rescue is still in progress."

Jiang Ci's eyes were red and swollen when she cried, holding her husband.

"But what should I do? Ling Yun... how did he become like this?"

"Auntie, do you really don't know how Ling Yun became like this?"

The one who spoke was Qin Shaoju who received the news and rushed over.

They grew up together since childhood and know Xie Lingyun the most.

"Shaoju."

Xie Zhonghua frowned, "What do you mean?"

"uncle."

Qin Shaoju sighed lightly, "I'm not trying to disrespect my aunt, but Ling Yun has become like this now. I really can't speak up some things."

"You..." Jiang Ci grabbed a heart, "Tell me."

"Okay." Qin Shaoju considered the words and found that he could not speak gently.

"Auntie, do you know that Ling Yun has severe depression?"

"What?"

Xie Zhonghua and Jiang Ci were both stunned, confused and ignorant.

"You don't know."

Qin Shaoju sneered, "How would you know? What you care about is just let him marry a girl of equal status according to your wishes!"

This is quite rude to him, a junior.

However, neither Xie Zhonghua nor Jiang Ci refuted it.

"Lingyun had a long time depression. That year, you were forced to go abroad. Soon after, he suffered from depression."

Qin Shaoju frowned and continued.

"He couldn't see Yinyin, nor could he contact her... Because of depression, he has had a history of suicide by slitting his wrists abroad, more than once, do you... know again?"

Cut your wrist! More than once!

Jiang Ci's feet became soft and she lost her strength and almost fell down.

Fortunately, Xie Zhonghua supported her.

However, his feelings are not much better than his wife.

"Ling Yun, he has never said..."

"What are you saying?"

Qin Shaoju sneered, "If he says that, you can agree that he is with Yinyin?"

No, no.

If they know, they will only accuse him of being cowardly and incompetent, because a woman who is not worthy of her will make herself die!

It was precisely because Xie Lingyun knew this that he fell into the swamp of depression step by step.

Why.

Qin Shaoju sighed inwardly that his good brother should have a bright future, and his favorite lover, a great life, was destroyed in the hands of his parents.

He turned his back and really couldn't afford to like their parents.

“Woo…”

Jiang Ci covered her mouth and cried so hard that she couldn't help herself.

"Lingyun, my Lingyun...Mom is sorry for you, it's Mom who is sorry for you."

But so what?

No one can turn back time. Yinyin has married, the river flows into the sea, and it is irreversible.

The door of the emergency room opened and the doctor came out.

"How is it? Doctor?"
Chapter completed!