The situation outside is turbulent.

In the ward, Xing Yujie gripped Tian Xiaohui's wrist tightly, his eyes fixed on her with longing, hoping she would stay and keep him company.

Given that he was a patient, Tian Xiaohui couldn't push him away forcefully.

She carefully tried to pry open Xing Yujie's hand that was gripping her wrist, but Xing Yujie seemed to be using all his strength to hold onto her wrist tightly, as if she had grasped the last straw.

Tian Xiaohui tried to pry it open several times but couldn't, and said angrily, "What's the point of doing this?"

"If you don't want to be with me, why did you come to see me?" Xing Yujie's voice was also tinged with anger as she complained aggrievedly.

Tian Xiaohui was speechless again.

"Okay, I shouldn't have come here. I apologize. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come to see you." She blurted out, and then tried to push Xing Yujie away.

Xing Yujie seemed to realize her intention and suddenly increased his strength.

"Ah..." Tian Xiaohui exclaimed softly.

A sharp pain shot through her wrist, making her slightly annoyed. She said bluntly, "Xing Yujie, you're hurting me."

Xing Yujie immediately let go of her hand.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I was just so afraid you would leave me. I haven't seen you for so many days..." He paused for two seconds, watching Tian Xiaohui rubbing her wrist, then lowered his head, clutched the hem of her clothes, and his voice choked with emotion as he spoke again: "I know this is my last chance, right?"

Tian Xiaohui paused in her wrist-rubbing motion.

"yes."

She made no attempt to hide anything.

"Before I came here, I was planning to make one last attempt, to ask you one last time if you would be willing to come with me?"

What?

Upon hearing this, Xing Yujie seemed to see the dawn in the darkness. He raised his head, his eyes shining with surprise, and looked at Tian Xiaohui in disbelief.

He was so happy.

Joy was written all over his face.

However, the next second, Tian Xiaohui's words plunged him into despair.

"But I realized I was wrong."

Tian Xiaohui said.

“I’ve discovered that you, like your mother, don’t respect my wishes. I’ve also discovered that you’re not as good to me as I thought. Otherwise, why didn’t your parents respect me? Why did they give me a hard time when I came to visit? Why didn’t you tell them everything about me beforehand?”

"It's something you can't handle."

“You know you can’t handle your parents, you know they despise me, but you don’t know what to do. In the end, you chose to make me face this directly, taking me to their home to be humiliated. You dumped your parents, whom you couldn’t even handle, onto me, trying to make me persuade them. But why should I endure those scornful looks, Xing Yujie?”

Why...?

Why do some people agree with their parents, appease them, and then bring their marriage partner home? Why do others dump all the problems on their marriage partner?

Even if his parents disagree, he doesn't have to bring her back.

Why make her face the problems and endure all those disdainful looks? Is she some kind of despicable person?

Xing Yujie was stunned.

Looking at Tian Xiaohui's eyes, which had reddened at some point, he trembled as he raised his hand, wanting to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He had never seen Tian Xiaohui cry.

In his eyes, or rather in the eyes of countless others, Tian Xiaohui was an indomitable wild girl, carefree and heartless, but also a very tough girl who wouldn't tolerate being bullied in the slightest.

But even such a resilient girl was brought to tears by him.

"Don't cry, don't cry..." Xing Yujie was at a loss, wanting to wipe away the girl's tears, but his hands were trembling so badly that he couldn't touch her cheek.

Tian Xiaohui chuckled and took a step back.

Avoiding Xing Yujie's outstretched hand, she looked at Xing Yujie's panicked face and gave a desolate smile, "And what you said, that it doesn't matter how I married you, the important thing is that we can be together, don't you think that's ridiculous?"

Xing Yujie was stunned. "W-what..."

“You probably don’t understand. What I want is my own self-respect, not to be accepted by your family by any means necessary.”

"It doesn't matter anymore, Xing Yujie. It's all in the past. I don't want to continue with you anymore."

Tian Xiaohui smiled.

Then, she turned and left.

"Tian Xiaohui!"

Xing Yujie wanted to chase after him, but his excitement caused his already weak body to stagger. He grabbed the wall next to him, clutched his chest, and began to cough violently uncontrollably.

"Cough cough... Xiao Hui..."

Tian Xiaohui had already opened the door.

Suddenly, two figures appeared at the doorway, followed by an arrogant voice: "Miss Xiao Hui, where do you think you're going?"

It was Xing's mother and Xing Yuzhen.

Carrying a thermos, Xing's mother walked into the ward step by step, her eyes gleaming with hostility, until she forced Tian Xiaohui into the room.

Xing Yuzhen, who was behind her, quickly closed the ward door.

Realizing something was wrong, Tian Xiaohui took two steps back until she bumped into the hospital bed behind her. The bed rattled as it hit her, making her shudder. She raised her voice and demanded, "What are you doing?"

Xing Yuzhen then blocked the ward door.

Xing's mother said directly, "Tian Xiaohui, I didn't mean anything by it. Didn't you want to marry our Xiaojie before? I've agreed to your marriage, so why are you leaving? Wouldn't it be better to stay here and take care of Xiaojie?"

Tian Xiaohui gave a cold snort.

"Since you were eavesdropping outside, you must have heard my conversation with Xing Yujie, right? I have nothing to do with him anymore, don't you understand?"

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