Mu Tiantian ran out of the intersection and back to the supermarket she had just been in.

She remembered seeing a medicine section in the supermarket just now.

After a while, she ran back with the medicine and handed it to him, saying, "Then...remember to apply the medicine."

They were all minor injuries from falls and bruises, and just in case, she also bought gauze to bandage the wounds.

Qi Yu took the medicine bag, and the scars left by cutting his wrists were quite conspicuous.

Mu Tiantian's heart clenched after reading it.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to hug him, and asked in a low voice, "Dude, if you can manage on your own, I'm leaving now."

Just as Mu Tiantian finished speaking and was about to turn and leave, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by him, his palm burning hot.

"I cut my arm, can you help me?" Qi Yu said weakly.

"You got a scratch?" Upon hearing this, Mu Tiantian squatted down and checked his arm with concern.

Her slender, pale fingers were long and delicate, her skin was fair, and she even had a faint milky scent.

"Were you raised in milk?" Qi Yu suddenly asked her.

Mu Tiantian realized something was wrong; she had a natural body odor and had forgotten to buy perfume to cover it up.

"Why do you ask that?" She tried to make her voice sound like a normal boy's.

He seemed to have asked her that question when they were children.

She said it was because she loved drinking milk.

Is he testing her?

Qi Yu leaned close to her ear, which was covered by a mask, and whispered, "Because you smell like milk, which is very similar to someone I know."

Mu Tiantian felt a tickle in her ear from his breath as he spoke, and subtly tilted her head to suppress her nervousness.

He replied normally, "Really? Then it's probably my girlfriend's new milky perfume that got on me."

When Qi Yu heard her mention her girlfriend, her eyes turned cold, and she remained silent, pursing her lips.

Mu Tiantian found the wound on his arm, a long cut made by a piece of helmet, from which blood was seeping out.

As she treated his wound, she teased him, "Dude, you're really good at enduring pain. Why didn't you go to the hospital?"

"I'm allergic to hospitals."

Mu Tiantian: "......"

While she was bandaging him, she noticed that he had many old wounds on his arm, which stood out starkly against his fair skin.

"Why do you have so many injuries?" Mu Tiantian couldn't help but ask.

Qi Yu said indifferently, "Fighting, car accident."

"A car accident?" Mu Tiantian raised her voice, then realized she was overreacting and asked in a softer tone, "When?"

"A few days ago, I tried to commit suicide, but I didn't succeed." Qi Yu said calmly, as if she were recounting someone else's story, with a hint of regret in her tone. "If the driver hadn't braked in time, I probably would have succeeded."

"You're in the prime of your life, why did you commit suicide?" This time, Mu Tiantian was quite agitated.

Even though she knew he had suicidal tendencies, she still couldn't take it in stride when she heard him say it.

"Yes, why?" Qi Yu turned his head and looked straight at her. "Why do you think it is?"

Even though he was wearing sunglasses, her heart skipped a beat when he suddenly stared at her so sharply.

She suppressed her excitement, bent down to help him wrap the bandage, and said in a slightly weak voice, "How should I know?"

Qi Yu chuckled softly, leaned against the wall, breathing weakly, her cheeks slightly flushed, and beads of sweat on her forehead soaking her bangs.

His laughter sounded particularly eerie at the quiet intersection.

Mu Tiantian felt a little uneasy and didn't say anything more.

After bandaging him up, she placed the medicine bag in his arms and asked, "Where do you live? I'll take you home."

"Jiang Da, it's probably too late to get in at this time," Qi Yu said weakly.

He gently stroked her wrist, smiled, and said, "Your hands are so delicate, like a girl's."

Mu Tiantian quickly pulled her hand back. "Dude, I've helped you out. Don't joke about me. I hate it when people say I look like a girl."

"Really?" Qi Yu said, taking off Mu Tiantian's hat, revealing her neat short hair, which was a little messy.

Fortunately, she bought a wig and put it on.

She quickly snatched the baseball cap from his hand and put it back on, saying, "Why did you take my hat?"

"I'm curious whether you're a boy or a girl." Qi Yu's lips curved into a beautiful smile.

However, the crazed and sinister emotions in his eyes were hard to suppress.

"Dude, that's so unfair of you, I'm leaving." Mu Tiantian said, wanting to run away as soon as possible. Qi Yu was too perceptive.

The most fatal thing was her awful smell. Although it wasn't very strong, it could be covered up with perfume.

But she forgot!

Could he have already recognized him?

What I fear is not that he will recognize her, but that he will impulsively kill her after recognizing her.

"Cough cough..."

Mu Tiantian had only taken two steps when a violent coughing sound came from behind her.

Qi Yu took a small knife from his coat pocket with his right hand, hid it in his sleeve, and then slowly stood up, continuing to cough.

Mu Tiantian paused, turned around and looked at him, asking, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just a little..." Qi Yu coughed twice more, his voice a little hoarse, "I have a bit of a cough, you can go now."

Mu Tiantian was a little worried. After hesitating for a while, she still left.

However, after turning the corner, I couldn't help but stop.

I'm still worried.

Forget it, getting better is the most important thing. He's so weak right now, he probably can't kill her anyway.

She hadn't taken two steps after turning around when she bumped into Qi Yu, who was walking towards her, at the corner.

Seeing her walk back, Qi Yu put his right hand behind his back.

He gave a weak, sickly smile and asked her, "You didn't leave?"

“I’m worried about you going alone, so I’ll be a good Samaritan and come with me.” Mu Tiantian led him toward a nearby hotel.

She didn't dare get too close to him and kept walking ahead.

Qi Yu followed behind her, his right hand always hidden behind his back.

He asked, "It seems you care about me."

"It's fate that we met. I see you're badly injured. What if you accidentally die? The police will think I killed you." Mu Tiantian joked in a low voice.

"I'll leave a suicide note so the police will think I committed suicide." Qi Yu twirled the small knife in his right hand and said in a joking tone, "Don't worry, it won't implicate you. If I could really die like this, it wouldn't be so bad."

Mu Tiantian stopped and turned around to look at him, her eyes behind her sunglasses filled with both anger and heartache.

The two gazed at each other for a long time, and Mu Tiantian didn't know what to say to him.

After struggling for a while, she finally managed to utter a few words: "I won't let you die."

Seeing that she was serious, Qi Yu stopped playing with the knife and pursed his lips.

After a long pause, he curled his lips into a smile, bent down, and leaned closer to her. "But can you stop her?"

"See if I can stop her or not." After saying that, Mu Tiantian turned her head and walked quickly forward, feeling both angry and frustrated.

Qi Yu stood there, watching her walk away, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

After a long while, Mu Tiantian didn't hear any movement behind her, so she stopped, turned around, and shouted, "Aren't you coming?"

Qi Yu played with the knife in his right hand for a moment, paused, then threw it away and strode after him.