Xu Jing knew that if it wasn't over, it would be bad for everyone.
Rather than having three people be sad, it would be better for Mo Zechuan to be sad alone.
Perhaps his indifference and ruthlessness can make Mo Zechuan realize more quickly that he is not suitable for him, and he can learn from his mistakes and find a suitable partner in the future.
Thinking of this, Xu Jing put his hand on Ning Su's shoulder and left the ward in front of Mo Zechuan without looking back.
At that moment, just as he turned and left, Mo Zechuan's originally bloodshot eyes could no longer control the tears that burst out.
The heartache far outweighs the stomachache.
Misunderstanding, betrayal, and being slandered are not as hurtful as his congratulations.
He's still in the way, isn't he?
It's an eyesore to him, blocking his happiness, making him feel desperate towards someone who can't figure anything out, right?
But what is so good about Ning Su that is worthy of his liking?
He was selfish and cold-hearted, gossiping and fanning the flames, destroying their already precarious relationship more than once.
Why can such a culprit have his love?
He doesn't know and doesn't understand.
He only knew that Xiao Zhou didn't want him anymore and would rather have a green tea bitch than him.
X﹏X deserves to die.
"Hey, where are the people?"
Pei Yiming walked into the room carrying a thermos and saw Mo Zechuan with his back to him. He didn't know the situation and said with a smile: "Your boyfriend is almost as virtuous as a respected old Chinese medicine practitioner. I asked a professional to look at the prescription he wrote, and it's no exaggeration to say that it's the right medicine for the right condition. You really found... Hey, are you crying?"
"He's not my boyfriend anymore." Mo Zechuan burst into tears and almost fainted.
"He belongs to Ning Su."
Pei Yiming: “???” What happened? His internet connection was disconnected?
"Wait a minute, don't cry yet. Calm yourself down."
Pei Yiming placed the thermos on the table at the back of the ward and casually threw a towel over.
"You tell me, I'll listen. What's going on?"
Mo Zechuan wiped his tears with a towel and said, "I talked to Xiao Zhou about something and mentioned Ning Su. I told him not to contact Ning Su. Xiao Zhou listened to me at first, but later he started to speak for Ning Su.
I was so angry that I confronted Ning Su, but I didn't expect that he was eavesdropping at the door.
As soon as he came, Xiao Zhou joined him in arguing with me.
Ning Su also accused me of spying on Xiao Zhou, and unfortunately Xiao Zhou believed it."
Mo Zechuan sighed and continued, "Then he took Ning Su away."
"Heh." Pei Yiming poured him a cup of medicine and handed it to him. "Drink it a little cooler. The licorice in it won't be too bitter."
Pei Yiming glanced at him and saw him holding the cup dejectedly, not thinking about anything else. Then he added, "Zhou Jinxi added the licorice specifically. I guess she was afraid you'd find it bitter, so she wanted to make it sweeter and feel better."
"I know." When the medicine in the cup gradually became warm, he swallowed it mouthful after mouthful.
He swallowed mouthful after mouthful of the Chinese medicine that he would never drink even if he died.
Whether it is bitter or sweet, only the person involved knows.
He would rather drink it purely bitter and forget it after drinking it, rather than feel sad alone.
After taking a cup of medicine, the discomfort in my stomach was relieved.
Although Xiao Zhou doesn't say anything, he does real things.
Although he has a sharp tongue and sometimes even goes too far, he can't help but want to beat him up.
But he never just says that he cares about me. He will do it, and he will also understand and tolerate him.
But what kind of idiotic things did he do?
Arguing, fighting, verbal humiliation, coercion and inducement...
Each one of them stepped on his sore spot, forcing him to commit suicide to get rid of him.
He deserves to die.
"Hey, don't overthink it." Pei Yiming noticed that Mo Zechuan was in a bad mood, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "It's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep have been lost, you know? As long as you are willing to put in the effort to change, he will see it."
"No, he left with Ning Su. My light was taken away by Ning Su, and he will not come back."
Mo Zechuan handed over the cup and said, "Another one."
"Crazy? That's medicine, not coffee."
Pei Yiming sighed, twisted his neck, and dragged him to the bathroom.
He forced Mo Zechuan to look at himself in the mirror. "Take a good look at yourself. Is it really necessary to make yourself so miserable just for a relationship?"
Everyone is better than him.
What is the point of a grown man having an unshaven beard, looking depressed, and even desperate to fall in love?
"Pick up your confidence."
Although Pei Yiming didn't know what had happened between Mo Zechuan and Zhou Jinxi, he knew that if this continued, Mo Zechuan would probably go crazy.
He didn't want to see the once proud and arrogant man being devastated by a relationship that ended in vain. He wanted him to see that even without a man, he could still live.
How can you say that a relationship that only lasts for a week will last forever? Besides, will people die without love? Is love a bomb that will kill you or drive you crazy if it is ignited?
"Wake up." Pei Yiming whispered, "Giving up is also a kind of fulfillment."
"No, I won't let go. You don't understand what happened between him and me. What qualifications do you have to control me?"
How he wished that the person with him at this moment was Xiao Zhou instead of Pei Yiming, so that he could hide in his arms and cry uncontrollably, venting all the grievances and dissatisfaction in his heart; it was better than feeling so choked up, uncomfortable all over, and his mind going crazy recalling those sporadic sweet moments.
He just wants Xiao Zhou, why is it so difficult?
After all, it was the unattainable desire that was causing the problem. The strong and overbearing emotions occupied his entire mind again and again, making him worry and unable to stop.
He was like a dying fish on the chopping board, and even at the last moment he still hoped that the river water could nourish his body and forgive the sins he had committed.
"Tell me, if I die, will he love me?"
He looked at himself in the mirror. His face was pale and weak. He looked healthy, but his heart was already scarred.
It would be better to cut your throat with a knife and die quickly than to live like this.
"No." Pei Yiming felt inexplicably annoyed. If he were Xu Ziyu, he would definitely beat him up. It would be best if he smashed his head and replaced it with a new one.
But he wasn't, and the best way he could think of was to stimulate him with words.
"If you die, he will be sad for two days at most, and then he will be with Ning Su without any burden. They will get married, adopt a child, and live happily together forever."
"If that's the case, it's not bad. At least Ning Su is good at dressing up, loves to laugh, and knows how to please Zhou Jinxi. I don't know how harmonious and happy their lives must be."
"That's enough, stop talking." Mo Zechuan covered his ears, anger quickly creeping into his heart. "He dares."
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