"By the way, Aunt Song Shang, even if I go crazy, he won't abandon me. If you don't believe me, you can try it."
Song Chang stood up suddenly: "Xia Weiyi, I will never let you take Wu'an away." She didn't want to fight anymore and left in a hurry, looking very embarrassed.
Xia Weiyi smiled and shouted at her back, "You're scared! You're scared of me! You finally know what it means to be scared!"
After she finished speaking, she fell on the sofa, trembling all over, biting her lips, blood overflowing from her mouth, and the smell of blood spread.
She folded her arms. "I won't get sick. I won't be like my mom. I'm a normal person. I..."
The more I tried to comfort myself, the more I couldn't stop shaking.
The scene of my mother having an attack when I was a child came to my mind. She had a headache and would use a knife and fork to scrape her skin to relieve the headache.
Her head hurts at the moment, and she also needs...
"Oh my god, look at that girl hurting herself. Such a beautiful girl turned out to be a little lunatic."
"Isn't she in pain? She's bleeding so much!"
Xia Weiyi looked dazed. She sat on the sofa in the cafe and calmly inserted a fork into her arm. The pain relieved her headache.
"Call the police, someone's going crazy."
Xia Weiyi heard this and chuckled, but she still held the fork tightly in her hand and didn't let go.
Suddenly, a gentle and calm voice sounded: "Only."
Her hand holding the fork was shaking, and the fork fell to the plate with a clang, making a harsh sound.
She saw Brother Wu'an, who was wearing a white shirt, clean and elegant, without a speck of dust on him, while she was covered in blood, not clean at all.
"I'm not sick, I just have a headache. Brother Wu'an, you won't abandon me, will you?" Tears hung in the corners of her eyes and spread across her delicate little face in an instant.
The man reached out and hugged her, whispering: "How could it be, I can't love you enough."
"I learned my mother was looking for you, and I rushed over immediately, but I was still a step too late. If you are angry, you can hit me and scold me, but don't hurt yourself."
"I'll feel bad."
Si Wuan picked her up lovingly and strode towards the black car parked at the door.
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