Chapter 21 Departure Without Saying Goodbye

She smiled and asked, "So?"

Her nonchalant question was like an invisible knife piercing Bo Siye's heart.

It hurts a lot.

But his smile became even brighter because of it.

"Ayu..." He murmured her name tenderly, walking step by step to her, then slowly squatting down on one knee until he could easily see all the emotions in her eyes.

Her eyes held an almost indifferent calm, just as they had when they first met.

No matter how hard he tried to disguise it, at this moment, Bo Siye's smile still revealed a hint of bitterness.

"My thoughtfulness has only ever been enjoyed by you."

He never tried to please anyone, not even his parents who favored his older brother.

Jiang Siyu was the only exception.

"Then what?"

Jiang Siyu pushed away the doll she was holding, braced her hands on the ground, and used her upper body to move closer to Bo Siye.

This time, she clearly saw the complex emotions swirling in Bo Siye's eyes.

Jiang Siyu couldn't figure out what emotions he was suppressing, but she knew that he was trying his best to suppress hatred.

She withdrew her hands, which had been trembling slightly from supporting her body, and let herself fall onto the sofa behind her. As she leaned against the soft sofa, the raging hatred in her heart seemed to be suddenly suppressed.

"I don't need your tenderness." Jiang Siyu doesn't need tenderness that can be taken back at any time.

She's not stupid; there's no reason for her to fall into the same trap twice.

Thinking of this, she pointed towards the door and coldly shouted, "Get out!"

Bo Siye's pupils suddenly contracted.

He wanted to grab the person who was coldly driving him away and question her, asking her why she could be so cold-blooded!

Why did you abandon me back then? Why didn't you want him?

Why...don't I love him?

However, when he saw the hatred in Jiang Siyu's eyes, he was so heartbroken that he didn't even have the courage to question her.

Does she hate herself?

What right does she have to hate herself?!

Bo Siye slowly stood up, taking two unsteady steps back, but the person sitting on the ground remained unmoved.

A sense of frustration welled up inside Bo Siye.

He questioned himself in his heart: why did he still cling to me like a dog when he was already so badly hurt?

Then, he was kicked away again.

In her heart, he wasn't even as important as that plate of dumplings...

"Jiang Siyu, do you have a heart?" Bo Siye finally couldn't control the resentment in his heart and roared out the question:

"What am I in your eyes? A cook? Or a dog you can summon and dismiss at will?"

Does your heart truly have warmth?

"What, do you want to dig it open and take a look?"

Jiang Siyu stood up abruptly. She had tried her best to control her emotions, but Bo Siye continued to provoke her.

She laughed sarcastically: "You're the first person to realize I have no heart, that I'm heartless and ungrateful?"

"I told you from the beginning, don't come near me."

Jiang Siyu wiped away the tears that uncontrollably rolled down her cheeks, and vented her long-suppressed hatred with a hoarse voice:

"It's you! It's you who has appeared in my life time and time again, Mu Qingye."

"I've said it a thousand times, ten thousand times, I'm perfectly fine on my own. But you don't believe me..."

"You squeezed in, leaving your mark on every inch of my life. Once I got used to you and all the habits you cultivated, you threw me away."

"And now? Wasn't leaving without saying goodbye back then enough? Are you trying to torture me again by doing the same thing?"

Buzz~

The angry questions and accusations from the person in front of him hit Bo Siye on the head like a heavy hammer.

He looked at her tear-streaked face and felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

"Leaving without saying goodbye?" He repeated the four words in a hoarse voice, wanting to ask more questions, but when he saw the bright red blood suddenly flowing from Jiang Siyu's nose, he stepped forward in a panic.

He took out a tissue to wipe the blood off her face, then stuffed her nose with tissue. Thinking of something, he quickly went to the kitchen and got a bottle of ice water, placing it around Jiang Siyu's neck.

Bo Siye's tense heart eased slightly after the nosebleed stopped.

Throughout his busy schedule, Jiang Siyu quietly watched him.

Her eyes held a longing she herself was unaware of.

While she was stunned, Bo Siye's other hand, cool to the touch, landed on Jiang Siyu's forehead, and he asked in surprise:

"Why is it so hot?"

"I'm fine." Jiang Siyu slapped his hand away from her forehead, then took the water bottle from her neck and pressed it against her own skin before speaking again:

"I won't take up any more of your time, Mr. Bo. Goodbye."

His words, though cold and heartless, sounded muffled and pitiful because his nose was stuffed with tissues to stop the bleeding.

Bo Siye sighed softly, no longer bothered by her coldness, and said in a softer voice, "I'll take you to the hospital first."

It's so hot, it must be a fever.

Bo Siye felt a pang of regret. If he had known she was sick, he certainly wouldn't have argued with her at this time.

"No need." Jiang Siyu refused coldly, but the next moment she was picked up by Bo Siye.

"What are you doing? Bo Siye, what's wrong with you?"

"Put me down!" she shouted as she struggled, but Bo Siye didn't even stop walking.

"Don't use too much force, or your nose will bleed again."

"None of your business!" Jiang Siyu didn't care about the nosebleed at all. "Put me down."

However, no matter how much she scolded him, Bo Siye remained completely unresponsive, as if he were deaf.

Jiang Siyu thought he would loosen his grip when opening the door, but he easily opened it with his hand across her knee.

The moment she entered the stairwell, Jiang Siyu stopped struggling.

Bo Siye glanced down at her, almost laughing: "Not struggling anymore?"

Jiang Siyu is fearless, but she cares about maintaining a certain level of dignity.

There were surveillance cameras installed in the corridor by the property management, so in order to avoid being seen as a spectacle or the subject of gossip, she had no choice but to give up struggling.

Jiang Siyu gritted her teeth and glared at the scoundrel when he teased her, but didn't say a word.

I don't know why, but looking at the anger in her eyes, the wildness, emptiness, and death in my heart warmed.

He pressed the elevator button before gently comforting the person in his arms: "I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up first. If everything's alright, I'll bring you back."

"Do I not have legs? Don't I know how to call 120?" Jiang Siyu asked in a low voice.

"Who gave you permission to bring me out on your own?"

"Bo Siye, Mr. Bo! Aren't you afraid I'll call the police?"

"I'm scared," Bo Siye said lazily, "but President Jiang will have to wait until we get back from the hospital before he can call the police."

Jiang Siyu closed her eyes, not wanting to argue with this unreasonable jerk.

Someone entered the elevator midway down, and the moment the elevator doors opened, Jiang Siyu turned her head toward Bo Siye's embrace.

Embarrassing...

"What happened to you two?" A passerby noticed the bloodstains on Jiang Siyu's nightgown and hesitated for a moment before asking with concern.

Bo Siye replied calmly, "My girlfriend suddenly had a nosebleed, so I took her to the hospital for a checkup."

Upon hearing the word "girlfriend," Jiang Siyu wanted to explain, but considering her current image, she silently shut her mouth.

Anyway, nobody knows her, so it won't be enough for her to deny it later.

It's better to avoid trouble.

The passerby took a closer look at the woman being held and was somewhat relieved to see that her nose had indeed been treated.

It's good that I wasn't the one who got beaten up.