Chapter 63 Lin Shuangyu also committed suicide.
Song Yan always believed that the person who cared most about Si Yuan in this world was himself.
Si Yuan will always, always rely on him.
She will live under his protection for the rest of her life.
But now, that confidence has been utterly crushed by the truth, thrown hard in Song Yan's face.
Si Yuan endured those five years alone, nearly two thousand nights of despair, during which she tried to save herself, attempted suicide, and tried treatment...
But I never thought of contacting him even once.
Has she become completely disappointed in her older brother?
Song Yan's heart sank heavily.
No, I have to see her.
Song Yan picked up his phone, about to dial Si Yuan's number, when the doorbell suddenly rang.
He wearily lifted his eyelids, ignoring everything.
But the doorbell rang more and more frequently.
He had no choice but to put down his phone and go open the door.
Outside the door stood Song's mother.
Song's mother looked nervous and was about to say something as soon as she entered the room.
Song Yan merely glanced at her indifferently before turning away as if she didn't see him.
Song's mother looked anxious and was about to speak, but when she saw Song Yan's distraught appearance, she was startled.
This was the first time she had seen her son like this.
Song's mother rushed forward and grabbed Song Yan's arm: "Yan, come with me to the hospital quickly, Shuangyu committed suicide!"
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Song's mother said that Lin Shuangyu went to the Song family's old house in tears yesterday.
As soon as she met them, she knelt down in front of Mr. and Mrs. Song, repeatedly apologizing, looking heartbroken.
Mr. and Mrs. Song were also startled.
No matter how I asked her, I couldn't get any answers.
Song Yan's phone was also constantly unreachable.
There was no other way; the Song family had to keep the person there for the time being.
To everyone's surprise, the next day when the maid opened the door to Lin Shuangyu's room, she found her in the bathroom having committed suicide by cutting her wrists.
The blood had turned the bathwater bright red, and the person was already unconscious.
The Song family rushed Lin Shuangyu to the hospital.
It wasn't until Lin Shuangyu was wheeled into the emergency room that Song's mother had time to call Song Yan.
I called several times, but no one answered.
She had no choice but to go to Song Yan's house herself.
Upon hearing this, Song Yan stiffened, clearly surprised.
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Hospital corridor.
Song Yan stood outside the emergency room, still not having reacted.
He always thought that Lin Shuangyu shared the same perspective on this relationship as he did.
It's just a good match, a good match between wealthy and powerful families, nothing more.
There is no love.
But he seemed to be shocked by Lin Shuangyu today.
She actually attempted suicide by cutting her wrists for him.
He didn't understand, nor did he comprehend, as if it were the first time he had felt such intense emotions within himself.
Song's mother muttered anxiously from the side, "It's all my fault. I should have called you back last night. Shuangyu is a sensitive child; he must have suffered some injustice to act like this..."
Song Yan didn't reply, staring blankly at the door of the emergency room.
Everything happened so chaotically, in so many ways, and so absurdly that he was never able to accept it so quickly.
He then remembered that Lin Shuangyu also suffered from depression.
He left her there alone last night, that's why she...
But that incident happened because Lin Shuangyu deliberately targeted Si Yuan.
...
Song Yan closed his eyes wearily, completely at a loss for what to do next.
Just then, the lights in the emergency room went out.
The doctor came out, took off his mask, and nodded to Song's mother: "The patient is out of danger, but she lost too much blood and needs to rest well. However, we need to pay close attention to her emotions to prevent her from engaging in any extreme behavior again."
Mother Song finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
She calmed down and immediately instructed Song Yan's assistant to suppress all the news.
The fact that the Song Group heir's fiancée attempted suicide must not be leaked in the slightest.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Shuangyu was wheeled out and taken to a ward.
Song's mother followed Song Yan to the ward.
"Ayan, what happened? How could Shuangyu suddenly..."
"I have no idea."
"Last night she kept saying sorry to you, sorry to Siyuan, saying she knew she was wrong. What exactly happened?"
Song Yan stopped and paused slightly.
"You mean, Lin Shuangyu went to apologize to Si Yuan?"
"Apologize?"
Song's mother was confused; how did this matter get involved with Si Yuan?
"Why did Shuangyu apologize to Siyuan? What exactly happened? Tell me!"
Song Yan lowered his eyes, just about to mention the recording, when the nurse suddenly came out.
"The patient is awake; family members may come in."
Song's mother immediately tried to go inside, but Song Yan stopped her, saying calmly, "Mom, you should go back first. I'll be fine here."
Song's mother was taken aback, glanced at the ward, and hesitated before speaking.
But she finally nodded: "Then take good care of Shuangyu, and talk things over if anything happens."
Song Yan watched his mother leave before turning around and pushing open the ward door.
Upon entering, Lin Shuangyu lay on the hospital bed, his face pale, with thick gauze wrapped around his wrist.
Upon seeing Song Yan enter, her previously vacant eyes instantly welled up with tears, and her lips trembled slightly.
Song Yan didn't look into her eyes again. He pulled up a chair, sat down by the bedside, and didn't say anything, just stared at her intently.
The ward was quiet; the only sound was the ticking of the electrocardiogram monitor.
Lin Shuangyu felt tense all over under his gaze, and finally couldn't help but speak first, her voice trembling with tears: "The recording...you listened to it all, didn't you?"
Song Yan remained silent; he was very disappointed in her.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Lin Shuangyu's tears fell even harder, her shoulders shaking with sobs: "Ayan, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong... I shouldn't have treated Xiaoyuan like that back then, I shouldn't have watched her being bullied without daring to stand up for her, and I shouldn't have lied to you for so many years..."
She cried more and more agitated, her breathing became rapid, and she reached out to grab Song Yan's arm, but he subtly avoided her.
"I...I know I'm terribly guilty. I'm willing to give my life for Xiaoyuan's forgiveness. I'll do anything to appease her..."
Upon hearing her words, Song Yan finally looked up.
Looking at the woman who almost lost her life for him, Song Yan couldn't bring himself to be cruel.
He was silent for a few seconds, then asked in an icy voice, "So, back in school, the bullying of Si Yuan was really all orchestrated by you?"
Lin Shuangyu shook her head violently, tears falling onto the blanket, leaving a small wet patch: "No! At first, I really just wanted to scare her. I was jealous that she received your favoritism, and I was afraid that you really liked her, which is why you wanted to... But later, the people around me went too far. They were the ones who did it. I wanted to stop them, but I couldn't!"
Her voice was filled with panic, as if she had returned to that helpless scene from years ago: "I'm scared. I'm afraid those people will bully me too, and I'm even more afraid that you'll blame me if you find out, so I didn't dare to tell you... Ah Yan, I really didn't mean to, I was just too cowardly..."
As she spoke, she began to choke up again, her shoulders shaking even more violently, as if she were bearing immense guilt.
Song Yan's heart stirred, and he was half-believing and half-doubting.
But Lin Shuangyu cried so bitterly that he seemed to be truly repenting.
And the scar on his wrist, that real scar lying there, doesn't look fake.
She wouldn't risk her life just for acting.
For a model, this scar is tantamount to ruining her future.
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