Hospital.
Gu Zhiyin lay quietly on the hospital bed.
He heard the sound of the door opening and the sound of hurried footsteps approaching. He slowly opened his eyes, "Is it... Ning Ning..."
His collar was suddenly pulled up, and he was slapped loudly on the face.
"Are you awake?"
His cheeks were burning and hurting. He stared at the sky with his empty eyes and pulled his lips nervously, "Come back, just come back."
Mu Ning clenched his fists and let go of him, "How long are you going to continue like this? Is it interesting to threaten me with death!"
Gu Zhiyin fell on the bed with a embarrassed face, his forehead covering his eyes, and the beaten half of his face was slightly red.
I had just had my stomach washed and I was very pale and weak.
There was a bitter self-deprecating smile on his lips, "Besides dying, what other way can I have to get you back now?"
"You ran away and I couldn't find you."
He turned his head, his eyes red and bloodshot.
In addition to deathly silence, the black pupils were also filled with tears.
He smiled hard, crying while laughing, "I told you, you are my hope for survival. Living without you is meaningless."
Mu Ning's heart was so depressed that he couldn't help but feel distressed. He took out a tissue and wiped away his tears.
"Can you stop being willful? I'll be back in three months."
He swallowed his dry throat and tried his best to focus his eyes on her face, as if he could see her this way.
"It will be more painful to let you go to him than to kill me."
His tone was very low, very light, "Then you kill me, otherwise I won't allow you to leave."
"Why do you..." Mu Ning endured, "Gu Zhiyin, I can't understand you now, can you be normal?"
"That's how I am, Ning Ning."
He reached out and grabbed blindly in the air.
After swiping twice, he caught the hem of her skirt.
He squeezed it tightly in his hand, "Please, don't leave me."
He turned his face sideways, his voice was hoarse, and his hot tears wet the pillow.
Mu Ning felt sour in his heart, "Don't be like this. Can you stop being so weak?"
When did it become like this? She simply couldn't stand it anymore!
The instrument left him lying in bed unable to move.
He stretched out his hand and tried to reach her, "Can you give me your hand?"
"I want to hold your hand."
Mu Ning closed his eyes, thinking of Gu Huaian's humiliation, thinking of him waking up from nightmares every night, and waking up in pain in his sleep.
Thinking of him groping and crawling in the dark.
Thinking of how he once held the moon among the stars, now he is like mud that cannot be supported.
Thinking of all these experiences.
She couldn't see him like this, couldn't let him continue to be depressed...
She gritted her teeth and pulled the hem of the skirt out of his hands so cruelly.
He said coldly, "Gu Zhiyin, you asked me to get out, and now I'm getting out."
"I have nowhere to go, and Mr. Luther is willing to take me in."
"Whether it can be cured or not is your business. If you want to be paralyzed here for the rest of your life, then be paralyzed. If you want to die, then die."
"I still want to live well. If you don't want to cheer up and stand by my side, then let me go."
"I'm warning you, if you die, I will find someone to marry immediately. Anyway, if you die, you won't know who I am with."
After Mu Ning finished speaking, he left decisively.
…
After Gu Zhiyin came back from the hospital, he stayed in Mu Ning's room for three days.
He did nothing, just hugged Mu Ning's photo and sat on the bed in a daze. The food was served by the servants and was not touched at all.
He couldn't see it, so he touched Mu Ning's photo and didn't know what he was thinking.
I haven't said a word for three days, and I'm very thin.
When others talked to him, he didn't respond, as if he was completely distracted.
He can't die and can't live anymore. This is what he is like.
The servant remembered that day in the hospital. After Mu Ning left, he climbed to the window. Fortunately, the nurse came in in time.
The servant couldn't stand it anymore and knocked on the door carefully, "Mr. Gu, there is something I want to tell you about Miss Mu."
Gu Zhiyin let her in.
"Mr. Gu, on the day you went for the review, Miss Mu sprained her foot, and she didn't let me tell you."
Gu Zhiyin's eyebrows twitched and he finally reacted.
The servant continued: "Every day you get drunk, Miss Mu wipes your body and changes your clothes."
"The meals you threw on the floor were all cooked by the lady herself. She said she wanted to nurse you back to health."
"Every time you were in a bad mood and threw something, the lady was watching. One time, you hit her..."
Gu Zhiyin's breathing was stagnant.
"Why...don't you tell me."
"Miss Koreki won't let us say anything," the servant said fearfully.
Gu Zhiyin's eyes turned red.
He knew nothing about her sadness.
Gu Zhiyin had never hated being invisible as much as he did now.
"Miss Mu said that you have suffered enough pain and can no longer worry you. She was afraid that you would blame yourself and feel guilty, so she didn't tell you."
"She said none of this is your fault. She understands and feels sorry for you. During this period, you have been irritable and sensitive. She has been carefully protecting your self-esteem."
"I think Miss Mu left because she didn't want to see you sink like this."
During the time when he was giving up on himself, Mu Ning did not give up on him, but he kept rejecting her kindness and wasting her thoughts.
He became impatient with her after just a few words, lost his temper with her when he was in a bad mood, and said so many unpleasant things that he couldn't even remember.
He was so confused, self-paralyzed, neglectful and indifferent to her, and didn't care what happened to her.
He locked himself in the room and didn't want her to disturb him.
In order to make her angry, he deliberately found fault with her, as if as long as she didn't show up, he wouldn't think of the child's death.
He was avoiding her, she could feel it, so she tried not to make a sound in the villa.
They haven't slept together these days. She loves to cry so much. Does she often hide under the quilt and cry?
"Mr. Gu, the lady confiscated your medicine and you got angry at her. She cried for a long time that time and her eyes were swollen the next day."
"The night before she left, you were drunk. I heard you arguing outside the door. You said... let the lady go away."
Gu Zhiyin was suddenly stunned.
"What nonsense are you talking about! When will I tell her to get out? How could I say such a thing!"
His reaction was a little violent, and there was no impression at all in his mind.
The servant shivered, "But I was outside the door and heard it clearly."
Gu Zhiyin felt a severe pain in his head and suddenly remembered what Mu Ning said when he left the hospital.
"You told me to leave. Now that I have left, I have nowhere to go. Mr. Luther is willing to take me in..."
He couldn't react at the time and was only immersed in the despair of being abandoned.
Thinking about it now, he remembered some fragments.
That night, he got drunk and yelled at her.
Gu Zhiyin was frightened and touched her photo tremblingly, "So...that's why she doesn't want me?"
"Mr. Gu, the lady said that you should not be like this. She said that a person living in heaven cannot accept falling into the mire. He should return to his place."
Back to where he belongs.
In this way, will Ning Ning come back?
Three days later, Gu Zhiyin underwent surgery.
Luther put on sterile gloves, turned on the operating light, and joked before injecting anesthesia: "How does Mr. Gu feel at this time?"
Gu Zhiyin stared at the sterile lamp in silence, expressionless, "Life is worse than death."
Letting someone who stole his fiancée perform an operation on him felt so humiliating and useless...
Ah.
Luther smiled charmingly, "Don't worry, as a doctor who has medical ethics and does not damage his reputation, he will not allow his patients to die on the operating table."
"Getting ready to start the operation."
The needle pierced the skin, and he felt the cold liquid slowly flow into his blood vessels.
Before losing consciousness, he murmured unconsciously, "How is she?"
"Don't worry, she's fine."
He closed his eyes in peace, "That's good..."
