She closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, ran to the bathroom and got a basin of cold water. Without caring at all that this would wet the things on the bed, she poured it directly on Chen Songbai's face.

Miao Yijiajia was so shocked after witnessing this scene that she lost her voice and even forgot to cry. Tears hung comically on her lower eyelids.

Chen Songbai was awakened by the splashing water. He struggled to get up with a dizzy head, shook his head, and choked on water in his nose. He coughed violently a few times, and his vision went from cloudy to clear, and Xia Xuan's gray face fell into his eyes.

"...Xiaoxuan?" He called out in a hoarse voice.

Xia Xuan's hands gave out, and the basin fell to the ground. She held back her tears, opened and closed her mouth several times, and said in a hoarse voice, "Aren't you going to explain it to me clearly?"

When Chen Songbai just woke up, his head was dizzy and he had no idea what was going on. He looked at Xia Xuan, then at Miao Yijiajia who was scantily clad next to him, and his nerves were throbbing.

Realizing belatedly that he was only wearing a pair of underwear, Chen Songbai pulled the summer quilt from the bed over his body. The quilt was wet and dripping with water, but it was better than being naked.

Xia Xuan's gaze fell on the bed. There were obvious bloodstains on the light yellow sheets. She suddenly felt dizzy and couldn't suppress the feeling of nausea. She wanted to vomit.

Chen Songbai's face was still wet, his eyes full of confusion: "Xiaoxuan, you..."

"Don't call me." Xia Xuan pointed at Miao Yijia with a numb expression, "Don't you know what you did?"

Chen Songbai shook his head, not understanding what she was saying. Miao Yijia suddenly burst into tears, her voice hoarse. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have... I shouldn't have persuaded you to drink. I didn't know it would turn out like this. What should I do?"

She spoke while crying, her voice broken.

Xia Xuan had already grasped the full picture from her brief words. The last shred of hope she had left was shattered, forcing her to face the absurdity of reality. She bit her trembling lips, their pink hue turning even paler than her face. She seemed unconscious, biting until her lips broke, blood seeping out, and the taste of rust filled her mouth.

Chen Songbai's eyelashes fluttered, a sign of panic, as if he had just heard some terrifying story. He stared intently at the sobbing Miao Yijia: "What are you talking about?"