Jing Min's face appeared pale under the dim light, and his body was quietly placed on the hospital bed.
His face was almost bloodless, his tightly closed eyelids were deathly still, and his limbs were stiff.
No matter how busy the medical staff were, they still couldn't wake him up.
Chu Wuyang slowly stepped into the ward.
The sight before her made it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Jingmin lay quietly on the hospital bed, like a lifeless corpse.
His chest was no longer rising and falling; his chest remained still.
Several wounds, like bloody scars, were particularly noticeable. Most notably,
It was the hole left by the bullet that pierced his heart; blood had already stained his clothes, slowly seeping in.
It was like a blood-red flower blooming on his chest.
She approached his bedside, her rapid breathing and heartbeat deafening, like thunder in the air.
"Jingmin!"
She choked out the call, her voice hoarse as if it were being squeezed out of her throat.
Even if she screamed until her throat was hoarse,
Jing Min remained unresponsive, as if he had entered an endless sleep.
No one can wake him up.
She reached out and touched his face; it was cold and hard.
Chu Wuyang's heart sank suddenly, and tears unknowingly streamed down her face.
Her hands began to tremble violently.
She couldn't believe it, couldn't believe that Jing Min would stop responding to her like this.
She shook his body desperately, hoping he would open his eyes.
However, Jingmin's body dissolved little by little before her eyes.
She reached out to grab it, but only touched air.
"Jingmin, don't go..."
However, there was no echo in the air.
She chased after him desperately.
But I found that I couldn't grasp it no matter what I did.
His figure receded further and further into the darkness.
In the end, only a blurry outline remained.
Sudden,
She felt a strong pull.
She was abruptly dragged away from Jingmin by an inexplicable force.
She struggled to go back.
But the hand reaching out from behind gripped her tightly like an iron chain, making it impossible for her to break free.
The scene before my eyes suddenly began to spin.
Everything around seemed to be swallowed by black mist.
Her vision became blurred.
She could hear people calling her name.
"Yangyang, Yangyang... wake up."
Chu Wuyang suddenly opened his eyes, breathing rapidly, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and his body trembling slightly.
She looked around.
Gradually, I realized that I was still in the castle.
The wind and snow outside the window continued to rage.
The sky was already beginning to brighten.
Her eyes gradually cleared, and she realized that her arm was being tightly gripped by a large hand.
Turning her head, she saw Zhou Heng sitting by her bedside, his eyes filled with anxiety and concern.
In that instant,
Her heart jolted, and all the pain and memories flooded back.
What are you doing!
She gave a low shout, her eyes filled with vigilance and hostility.
She quickly and forcefully shook off Zhou Heng's hand and slapped him hard across the face.
"Smack!"
The crisp sound echoed in the empty room.
A red mark immediately appeared on Zhou Heng's cheek.
His gaze faltered slightly, then a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
But I wasn't angry.
Instead, he looked at her calmly, his expression barely changing.
His tone carried a hint of worry.
"You just had a nightmare. What did you dream about? Don't get excited!"
Chu Wuyang's breathing remained rapid, and his emotions were somewhat out of control due to a mixture of anger and fear.
She forcefully pushed aside the blankets beside the bed.
She sat up quickly, staring coldly at Zhou Heng, her voice trembling slightly.
"Get out!"
Zhou Heng remained silent for a moment,
He took a deep breath before slowly getting up, his eyes never leaving her.
A hint of helplessness appeared on his face, but he still spoke.
"I'm leaving. You should calm down and get some rest."
Chu Wuyang turned her head away and remained silent.
After the door slammed shut,
She then turned to look at the wind and snow outside the window.
Try to calm yourself down a bit.
And, dawn was approaching.
But she still couldn't get any news about Jingmin.
She doesn't have a cell phone.
Zhou Heng wouldn't proactively tell her about Jing Min's situation.
I wonder if Jingmin made it through?
In an instant, a sense of powerlessness swept over my entire body.
She stood up, walked to the window, and opened it.
A cold wind swept over her, carrying snowflakes that fluttered down and clung to her palms.
It felt like a cold needle piercing the skin.
She stretched out her hand, snowflakes melting between her fingers; her hand was so cold she could barely feel any warmth.
My heart began to calm down slowly.
She murmured softly, "Jingmin..."
at the same time,
Jingmin, who is far away in Germany,
I've fallen into another dream...
In that gray, hazy world, Chu Wuyang's figure drifted by.
She was still wearing her school uniform, standing in front of him, her eyes filled with cold, utter disgust.
"Stop bothering me, I was just teasing you,"
Her voice was cool and distant, with a hint of mockery.
"You're so easily tempted?"
"This is so boring."
At that moment, it felt like his chest had been hollowed out.
Every word she said stung his every nerve.
She reached out her cold hand and pushed him away.
No matter how he tries to grab it,
There was nothing they could do to stop them.
She turned around and leaped into Yang Jinchu's arms.
Jingmin stood there, stunned.
His eyes were filled with unspeakable pain.
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