Xie Shizhu thought for about a minute and said, "Okay, I understand."
The female doctor sighed: "As long as Pei Huai's psychological trauma is resolved, all this will be over."
Xie Shizhu exchanged a few brief greetings with the doctor and left the hospital.
To be honest, she really didn't want to worry about so many things for a man.
But Pei Huai is really rich, really handsome, and has a great body.
System: […Host, you old pervert!]
Besides, Pei Huai also helped her mother perform surgery. According to humanitarianism, she should also help Pei Huai deal with the psychological trauma.
Not to mention, Pei Huai is still her boyfriend.
She got in the car, and Pei Huai, who was in the driver's seat, suddenly made a decision. He mustered up the courage to say to Xie Shizhu, "When we get back to Fancheng, can you go somewhere with me?"
Xie Shizhu said without even thinking: "Okay."
Seeing that she agreed, Pei Huai's fingertips on the steering wheel trembled a little.
Xie Shizhu didn't ask him where he was going to take her or what he was going to do. He just reached out and gently covered the back of Pei Huai's hand, which seemed to give Pei Huai great comfort.
Pei Huai's heart, which had been beating wildly, suddenly calmed down.
It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived in Fancheng.
Pei Huai took Xie Shizhu to a cemetery.
The cemetery is very large and is managed by dedicated people. The ground is made of clean and smooth stone bricks, and flowers and plants grow in the gaps between the bricks.
Pei Huai took her to a tombstone.
There is a face on the tombstone that looks exactly like Pei Huai.
He was smiling, but his expression remained the same as when he was 8 years old. The name of Pei Huai's brother was written on the tombstone.
Pei Cheng.
Pei Huai stared at the boy in the photo. He forced a smile and squeezed Xie Shizhu's hand tightly, his tone full of self-blame: "Actually, the ashes in this cemetery should be mine."
Xie Shizhu said nothing, quietly waiting for Pei Huai's next words.
Pei Huai pursed his lips, the guilt in his eyes growing deeper and deeper. "My mother told me that when my brother and I were in a car accident, I was the only one in the car who survived. When my brother died, he used his body to block the impact from the front, which is why I survived."
Xie Shizhu turned his head and looked at him.
The man lowered his eyelids, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his high nose was covered with sweat, and his thin lips were pale.
He was clearly standing tall and handsome, but I always felt that he was surrounded by a deep sense of powerlessness.
Xie Shizhu reached out and held his fingers, giving him the strength to continue speaking.
Pei Huai's voice was shaking: "My brother is a very good person. Although he usually speaks harshly, he always says good things, and he will help me fight back against those who bully me."
Xie Shizhu did not disturb him, but stayed quietly beside him until he finished speaking.
It was this sentence that broke Pei Huai's 26-year-long concept.
"Pei Huai, is there a possibility that the ashes in this cemetery are indeed yours?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
