Those blows hit Yu Zhi's chest, it was dull and powerful. He used all his strength and it was impossible not to feel pain.
Xu Yanqing had no idea what had happened, but she saw that Wang Shishi seemed to have gone crazy overnight.
And Yu Zhi, such a noble person, actually let her beat him. A few drops of blood from her hands splashed onto the man's collar, and mottled blood stains spread on his face. Xu Yanqing glanced at his
His expression was bone-chillingly cold.
Wang Shishi got tired from beating and sat down on the ground. She couldn't get up, so she crawled back to her original place with her hands and legs.
Xu Yanqing saw her holding a jar and crying heartbrokenly. She wiped the mud stains on it with both hands.
The mud clung tightly to the body of the jar. It seemed that the jar had been buried for a long time.
Wang Shishi shouted a name, a man's name.
Jiang Huai brought a first aid kit over, and Yu Zhi took out the gauze and walked over to bandage her.
"Go away, go away——"
Wang Shishi's eyes were full of hatred, and the pain ripped open her beautiful face wantonly, "I don't want you to be hypocritical, you all lied to me, why!"
Xu Yanqing stood in the rain, Jiang Huai held an umbrella for her.
He watched Yu Zhi being pushed away time and time again, but he didn't intend to ignore her and was very stubborn.
"Jiang Huai, can you tell me what happened?"
Raindrops were falling down the umbrella ribs, and the figure in Xu Yanqing's eyes was no longer complete.
Jiang Huai stared at the jar in Wang Shishi's arms for a moment, "What's inside is Miss Wang's boyfriend."
"Is this the boyfriend she said before who has a couple's tattoo with her?"
Xu Yanqing couldn't help but sigh, and her nose felt sore. She still remembered how happy Wang Shishi smiled when she talked about this tattoo that night.
Jiang Huai nodded, "Ms. Wang's and I's boyfriends are all with me. Three years ago, he went out to do errands for me. When we found him, he couldn't hold it anymore. His only last wish was to hide it.
I looked at Miss Wang and told her that he was still alive. He said he wanted to stay with her for the rest of his life, so he asked me to bury the ashes closest to her."
Xu Yan listened as word after word came into his ears, feeling a little frightened and a little scared.
Yu Zhi was also a little annoyed, so he held Wang Shishi down forcefully and wrapped gauze around her arm.
Wang Shishi rolled on the ground and kicked him with her feet. She was so stubborn that she couldn't do anything.
"Then his journey along the way was very bumpy and dangerous, wasn't it?"
"Are you talking about the young master?"
Xu Yanqing saw that Yu Zhi was all wet. He was standing there with the rain washing over his face and shoulders.
"Yeah." She responded softly.
"Vanity Fair is the most cruel gladiatorial arena, surrounded by wolves, fighting with ferocious beasts and the cunningest foxes every day. If you don't practice enough, the tragedy of being swallowed up will happen every day."
Xu Yanqing took the umbrella from Jiang Huai, passed in front of Yu Zhi, and then squatted down.
Wang Shishi glanced at her, rushed over and hugged her tightly, "I have been waiting for him for three years, waiting for him to come back every day, and now you tell me that he is dead..."
"He is actually right under my nose...in my yard, hahaha——"
If it were Xu Yanqing, she would also be crazy.
She held Wang Shishi tightly with one hand and held her in her arms. Xu Yanqing couldn't comfort her, so let her vent. It didn't matter if she cried loudly or became seriously ill.
As long as you don't die and keep this life, that's fine.
The eaves of the courtyard are covered with antique blue bricks, and rainwater falls along the corrugations, dripping to the ground.
In the room, Xu Yanqing helped Wang Shishi change out of her soaked clothes, dried her body, and made a cup of ginger tea.
On the bedside table was the rinsed jar. Wang Shishi glanced at Xu Yanqing's busy figure.
"Stop trying to persuade me, I can't live anymore."
In the corridor outside the house, Yuzhi was smoking by the window.
He didn't dare to leave even a step. The moisture from the rain tried its best to get in through the cracks in the window, and the conversation between the two people in the room was also leaking out.
"At least he is accompanying you on this journey and giving you the best of himself."
"So what, why don't you leave me and leave?" Wang Shishi felt weak now, and her voice was weak.
Xu Yanqing sat by the bed with his hands on his side, "Then do you resent him? But the one you can't blame the most is him. He wants to stay by your side, even in this way..."
Her eyes moved over and saw the jar.
"He will cry when he sees you like this."
"He's dead!"
Xu Yanqing is not good at comforting people, "Dead people can also cry, because the longing and tears of their loved ones make them unwilling to leave. In fact, many times, it is the living people who have obsessions in their hearts..."
Wang Shishi cried until her eyes were red and swollen, "What about you? I know you have a sister."
She lowered her eyes, and Yuzhi heard that there was no sound in the room for a long time.
Xu Yanqing stared at his toes, "Sometimes I wonder, I want An An to live. Is this also my obsession?"
"But she is so ill, even if one day... it's not your fault."
Xu Yan put his hands on the quilt and pinched it, "But she got this disease because of me..."
Outside the house, Yu Zhi burned another cigarette. The ashes fell on the window lattice, and a faint white mist overflowed from his thin lips.
"I was still young and didn't understand at that time, but I loved helping my family with work. At that time, the medicines prescribed by the hospital were still packed in paper bags. My mother was pregnant and suffered from severe morning sickness..."
When Xu Yanqing thought of that episode, her heart palpitated and she didn't want to recall it.
"When I was cleaning the table, I spilled two bags of medicine on the table. I picked them up one by one. The pills were all similar in shape, round and white. I mixed up the pills, so I put them back into the bag.
inside……"
Xu Yanqing's voice was very suppressed, "We don't have this genetic trait in our family, but my sister has a heart disease."
At that time, prenatal examinations were relatively simple, and there were always mistakes. No one knew that Xu An would become so sick.
"My parents never told me, let alone blamed me. I woke up in the middle of the night and heard them talking."
Xu Yan's shoulders slumped. She was very naive when she was a child, and she even thought about giving her heart to Xu An.
Yu Zhi took a sip from the cigarette and heard the sound of burning tobacco entering her nasal cavity. No wonder she was willing to risk her life for Xu An's illness.
Xu An is more than just a sister to Xu Yanqing.
Wang Shishi's face was stained with the pillow, and half of the pillow cover was soaked.
"They told me... I originally wanted to save him with all my strength, even if my limbs were missing. But he didn't want to. His whole body was burned, and so many people wanted to save him, but he was the only one.
He wants to die."
When Wang Shishi said this, she was so choked up that she could not speak.
Xu Yanqing bent down and hugged her, "Then let him go."
"I don't...if I were there, I would force him to die to let him live!"
"Don't be like this, let him go."
If he really could survive, he would definitely not be willing to give up this opportunity.
Sometimes, people need to reconcile with themselves. Xu Yanqing hugged Wang Shishi tightly, but it was only at this moment that she woke up.
Maybe Xu Yanqing also needs to reconcile with himself regarding whether An An can survive.