Xie Shizhu remained indifferent and turned his back. "He has finished his physical examination. I should leave now. Don't come to see me again."
Chi Ze's arms hung down limply. From childhood to adulthood, he had hardly ever been injured. Bleeding was oozing from his finger joints, but the wounds on his hands were far less painful than the pain in his heart.
He stared at Xie Shizhu's back as it got farther and farther away, raised his hand, but couldn't touch him.
*
When Xie Shizhu arrived at the ward, Jiang Yuhuai had already closed his eyes to rest, and the apple she had peeled was still intact and placed on the bedside.
She sighed softly, picked up the apple, took a small bite, stared at Jiang Yuhuai's face in silence, and after a moment, turned around and left.
As soon as she left, Jiang Yuhuai opened his eyelids and stared at the white ceiling with a depressed look in his eyes.
A man slowly walked into the ward and sat down in a chair beside the bed in a leisurely manner.
Jiang Yuhuai turned his head and saw that the person coming was Chi Ze. His eyes were as calm as water, without any fluctuation.
Chi Ze stared at Jiang Yuhuai indifferently and said, "I think you also know what disease you have. In this case, don't be selfish."
Jiang Yuhuai remained silent. Just now, he tried to trick the nurse into thinking something, and the nurse told him the truth.
For the first time, Jiang Yuhuai felt the fear of death.
But he knew that what he was afraid of was not death, but Xie Shizhu's tears.
He used to have frequent heart pains, and he thought it was just a minor problem caused by irregular rest. Unexpectedly, it was reminding him at that time that his life had begun to count down.
If he had discovered earlier that he had hereditary stomach cancer, he would have kept this feeling hidden in his heart for the rest of his life...
Jiang Yuhuai murmured: "Well, I know what to do."
Seeing that he had relaxed, Chi Ze immediately stood up from his chair, still with a hint of pride, "You broke up with Xie Shizhu for her own good. I believe she won't blame you, but don't worry, I will take care of her in the name of a friend..."
He was halfway through his words when an apple with a few bites taken out of it rolled over and stopped right next to his toes.
Chi Ze was startled and looked up at the door.
The woman's eyes were red, with red at the corners of her eyes, and her wet pupils stared at Jiang Yuhuai dully.
Jiang Yuhuai sat up with difficulty, his thin lips slightly parted. Before he could utter a word, the woman threw herself into his arms and whispered in a trembling voice, "Don't break up. We've finally been together, and we can't let this little difficulty stop us. Even if you have advanced stomach cancer, I will accompany you through the last part of your life."
"You..." Jiang Yuhuai's heart was beating fast. He held Xie Shizhu's cheeks with both hands, his dark eyes filled with moisture. "Are you stupid?"
When Jiang Yuhuai was a child, he was surrounded and beaten by several people in an orphanage for fighting for a meal. He was only ten years old, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
At that time, everyone in the orphanage said that he was cold-blooded, had no tears, and deserved to be abandoned.
Finally, he grew up and did everything to survive. As a result, he made enemies and was stabbed in the chest. He almost died, but he didn't shed a tear.
However, now facing Xie Shizhu, his tears slid down the corners of his eyes to the corners of his cheeks and dripped onto the back of Xie Shizhu's hand.
Xie Shizhu burst into laughter and said, "I'm not stupid."
Chi Ze slowly turned his back and thought to himself, he is the fool.
*
A few months later, Jiang Yuhuai's condition became increasingly serious. He coughed up blood and became increasingly thin.
The sides of his cheeks were sunken, making him look sharper than before, but his eyes were always gentle when he looked at Xie Shizhu.
Half a year later, Jiang Yuhuai passed away.
Xie Shizhu stood in front of the tombstone, staring quietly at the man in the photo, a slight smile on his lips, and reached out to touch the man's brow bone, nose bridge, and thin lips in the photo.
I never expected that, apart from the plot of the book, Jiang Yuhuai's ending would be so tragic.
This is probably the standard configuration in sadistic novels. Except for the male and female protagonists, the male and female supporting characters and cannon fodder, no one has a good ending.
Xie Shizhu sighed in his heart.
In a moment, Xie Shizhu was pulled out of this world and came into the space. She seemed to be surrounded by something white, but there was no end in sight.
Xie Shizhu asked: "Is this the space you exist in?"
System: [Yes, host!]
Xie Shizhu looked around. She was the only one there. "Isn't it possible that I'm the only one assigned to the task?"
The system coughed awkwardly a few times: [For now.]
Xie Shizhu crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows: "Then you are really lucky."
The system smiled happily: [Yes.]
It was time to rest. When Xie Shizhu was about to go to the next world, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye. She was startled, and before she could say anything, she was teleported to the new world.
*
"Do you still want to escape?" The man's voice was filled with anger. He held her wrists with his big hands, and his pair of phoenix eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.
Xie Shizhu opened her eyes and what came into view was a bright yellow silk robe. She raised her head slightly and found herself in ancient times, lying on a dragon couch.
The man in front of her had a bloodthirsty coldness in his eyes, and a thin layer of sweat on his high nose bridge. His other free hand tightly grasped Xie Shizhu's chin, his fingertips stroking her skin. A layer of coldness covered his thin lips as he said, "How many times has this happened? How many times have you met with the Regent behind my back? Are you planning to elope with him? Are you really trying to escape from my grasp?"
After Xie Shizhu received the plot, he said nothing, his eyes showing stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat.
Her appearance completely angered Yan Chou. The man's voice was cold and unyielding: "If you dare to do it again, I will destroy him."
Xie Shizhu: “…” I’m so scared.
Xie Shizhu clenched his teeth and turned his face away, leaving Yan Chou with a side profile.
Yan Chou's bony fingers increased their strength, and Xie Shizhu heard the crisp sound of his mandibular joint being dislocated.
The system was shocked, took a deep breath, and said: [Host, are you okay?]
Xie Shizhu smiled calmly: "Yeah, it's okay."
Seeing that the woman was the same as before, still with that neither humble nor arrogant look, Yan Chou frowned, pushed Xie Shizhu down on the dragon bed, leaned close to her ear, and said almost through gritted teeth, "Did you hear that?"
A trace of pain flashed across Xie Shizhu's face, and he nodded as if to compromise.
Yan Chou sneered, got down from the dragon bed, tied up his robe, and walked straight out of the hall. As soon as he left, Xie Shizhu closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.
System: [……] This guy can even fall asleep.
Xie Shizhu dozed off while reviewing the original owner's story.
Xie Shizhu was originally the princess of Cangyue Kingdom, but Cangyue Kingdom fought with Xihe Kingdom for two full years and was finally defeated. As the princess of Cangyue Kingdom, she became a prisoner.
Forced to enter Xihe State.
Xie Shizhu was only fifteen years old at the time and lived as a servant in the Xihe Palace. In addition, she was a prisoner of a defeated country and was bullied in the harem.
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