Xie Shizhu was indifferent and turned his back, "He has already checked his body. It's time for me to leave. Don't come looking for me in the future."
Chize's arms hung weakly. He had almost no injuries since he was a child. There was blood oozing from the joints of his fingers, but the wounds on his hands were far less painful than the pain on his heart.
He stared at Xie Shizhu's farther and farther back, raised his hand, but couldn't touch it.
*
When Xie Shizhu came to the ward, Jiang Yuhuai had already closed his eyes and rested, but the apple she peeled was still intact on the bedside.
She sighed softly, picked up the apple, took a small bite, stared at Jiang Yuhuai's face in silence, and after a moment, turned around and left.
After she left, Jiang Yuhuai opened his eyelids and stared at the white ceiling, his eyes deep and depressed.
A man slowly came into the ward and sat leisurely on the chair beside the bed.
Jiang Yuhuai turned his head and saw that the person coming was Chi Ze, his eyes were as calm as water, without any fluctuation.
Chi Ze stared at Jiang Yuhuai indifferently and said, "I think you also know what kind of disease you have. In this case, don't be selfish."
Jiang Yuhuai remained silent. Just now, he tried to trick the nurse into talking, and the nurse told him the real situation.
Jiang Yuhuai felt the fear of death for the first time.
But he knew that what he was afraid of was not death, but Xie Shizhu's tears.
He often had heart throbs and pains before, and he thought it was just a minor problem caused by irregular rest. Unexpectedly, at that time, it was reminding him that the countdown to life had begun.
If it were discovered earlier that he had hereditary gastric cancer, he would rather keep this feeling in his heart for the rest of his life...
Jiang Yuhuai murmured: "Well, I know what to do."
Seeing that he was relieved, Chi Ze immediately stood up from the chair, still with a sense of arrogance, "You broke up with Xie Shizhu for her own good. I believe she won't blame you, but don't worry, I will
Take care of her in the name of a friend..."
Halfway through his words, an apple with a few bites rolled over him and didn't stop until it touched his toes.
Chize was startled and looked up at the door.
The woman's eyes were red, the ends of her eyes were full of redness, and her wet pupils were staring at Jiang Yuhuai dully.
Jiang Yuhuai sat up with difficulty, his thin lips slightly parted. Before he could say a word, the woman threw herself into his arms and murmured in a trembling voice: "Don't break up. We finally got together, and we can't be stopped by this difficulty."
, even if you have advanced gastric cancer, I will accompany you through the last period of your life."
"You..." Jiang Yuhuai's heart was beating fast. He held Xie Shizhu's cheeks with both hands, his dark eyes filled with moisture, "Are you stupid?"
When Jiang Yuhuai was a child in an orphanage, he was surrounded and beaten by several people in order to fight for a piece of food. He was only ten years old, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent.
At that time, people in the orphanage said that he was cold-blooded, had no tears, and deserved to be abandoned.
Finally, when he grew up, he did everything in order to survive. As a result, he provoked his enemies and was stabbed in the chest. He almost died, but he did not shed a single tear.
However, now facing Xie Shizhu, his tears slid down the corners of his eyes to the corners of his cheeks, and dripped on the back of Xie Shizhu's hands.
Xie Shizhu burst into tears and laughed: "I'm not stupid."
Chi Ze slowly turned his back, thinking to himself, he is the fool.
*
A few months later, Jiang Yuhuai's condition became more and more serious. He coughed up blood and became increasingly thin.
The sides of his cheeks were sunken, looking sharper than before, but his eyes always looked at Xie Shizhu with tenderness.
Six months later, Jiang Yuhuai passed away.
Xie Shizhu stood in front of the tombstone and stared at the man in the photo quietly. He smiled gently and reached out to touch the brow bone, bridge of nose and thin lips of the man in the photo.
I really didn’t expect that Jiang Yuhuai’s ending would be so tragic apart from the plot of the book.
This is probably a standard feature in sadistic novels. Except for the male and female protagonists, the male supporting female supporting role, and the cannon fodder, there is no good ending.
Xie Shizhu sighed in his heart.
For a moment, Xie Shizhu withdrew from the world and came to the space. Her surroundings seemed to be enveloped by something, and it was vast and white, but she could not see the end at a glance.
Xie Shizhu asked: "Is this the space where you exist?"
System: [Yes, host!]
Xie Shizhu looked around and saw that she was the only one, "I'm not the only one of you doing this task, right?"
The system coughed awkwardly: [For now.]
Xie Shizhu crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows: "Then you are really lucky."
The system smiled extremely happily: [Yes.]
The rest time had come, and when Xie Shizhu was about to go to the next world, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of her eye. She was startled, and before she could speak, she had been transported to a new world.
*
"Do you still want to run away?" The man's voice contained anger, his big palms shackled her wrists, and his auspicious eyes were terrifyingly heavy.
Xie Shizhu opened her eyes, and what came into view was the bright yellow silk robe. She raised her head slightly, and then she realized that she was in ancient times, lying on the dragon couch.
The man in front of him had a bloodthirsty coldness in his eyes, and there was a little sweat on his high nose. His other free hand was holding Xie Shizhu's chin tightly, his fingertips were stroking her skin, and his thin lips were covered.
She felt cool and said, "How many times has it been? How many times have you met the Prince Regent behind his back? Are you planning to elope with him? Do you really want to escape from my grasp?"
After Xie Shizhu accepted the plot, he remained silent and his eyes were stubborn and refused to admit defeat.
Her appearance completely angered Yan Chou, and the man's voice was cold and unbearable: "If there is a next time, I will have to destroy him."
Xie Shizhu: "..." I'm so scared.
Xie Shizhu gritted his teeth and turned his face, leaving Yan Chou with a sideways look.
Yan Qiu's well-jointed fingers increased their strength, and Xie Shizhu heard the crisp sound of his mandibular joint being dislocated.
The system was shocked, took a breath of cold air, and said: [Host, are you okay?]
Xie Shizhu smiled calmly: "Well, it's okay."
Yan Chou saw that the woman was still the same as before, looking neither humble nor arrogant. He frowned, pushed Xie Shizhu down to Longtao, came close to her ear, and almost gritted his teeth and said, "Did you hear that?"
A trace of pain flashed across Xie Shizhu's face, and he nodded as if he was trying to compromise.
Yan Qiu sneered, got down from the dragon, tied up his robe, and went straight out of the palace. As soon as he left, Xie Shizhu closed his eyes and slept peacefully.
System: […] This guy can even fall asleep.
Xie Shizhu took a nap while reviewing the plot of the original protagonist.
Xie Shizhu was originally the princess of Cang Yue Kingdom, but Cang Yue Kingdom fought with Xihe Kingdom for two full years and ended in defeat. As the princess of Cang Yue Kingdom, she became a prisoner.
Forced to enter Xihe Country.
Xie Shizhu was only fifteen years old at the time and was living in the Xihe Palace as a subordinate. In addition, she was a prisoner of a defeated country and was bullied in the harem.