"What are you doing?!" Chen Songbai was shocked and frightened, and roared, his voice breaking.
Miao Yijia couldn't stand steadily, and staggered towards the kitchen counter. She slid down, her forehead covered with sweat, and she said tremblingly, "Since you don't trust me and suspect I have ulterior motives, I might as well die and put an end to it all. That way, you won't have to worry about it."
Chen Songbai wrapped a towel around the wound on her wrist and pulled out his phone to call the emergency number. Miao Yijia snatched the phone from him and threw it to the ground: "I told you, just let me die, why are you calling 120!"
Chen Songbai: "What are you doing stupid!"
*
After a lot of trouble, they finally arrived at the hospital. The doctor treated Miao Yijiajia's wound and came out to look for her family.
"Luckily, the cut was shallow, and the bleeding stopped quickly," the doctor sighed. "However, in this case, I still recommend that the family seek professional counseling and pay more attention to her. Perhaps if the cut is deeper next time, she might not be so lucky."
Chen Songbai's body was stained with blood, and he felt weak all over. He leaned against the wall in the corridor and said, "I understand. Thank you, doctor."
After the doctor left, Chen Songbai bent his back and rested his hands on his knees.
After a long time, he walked into the ward tiredly.
Miao Yijia's face was pale, and against the backdrop of the white bed sheet, she looked even more fragile and pitiful, like a piece of paper that would be blown away by the wind. Seeing Chen Songbai approaching, she turned her face and faced him with the back of her head.
Chen Songbai grabbed a chair and sat down beside the bed, feeling a pain all over his body, even down to the cracks in his bones. He had been exhausted all day and night, and by this point, he was a walking corpse.
He lowered his head, crossed his hands over his forehead, exhaled deeply, and said slowly, "No matter what, you can't take your life lightly. If anything happens to you, how am I going to explain this to your mother?"
"Do you think I want to?" Miao Yijiajia said stubbornly with tears in her eyes, "I was forced into no choice. Is Xia Xuan the only one who is innocent? Don't forget, I am also a victim. But you only see the harm suffered by Xia Xuan. What about me? How should I deal with it? I am only in my early twenties. My wonderful life has just begun, and now it's all ruined..." She burst into tears and her body trembled.
Chen Songbai said weakly: "I'm sorry."
Miao Yijiajia turned her head to look at him. He put down his hands, but still didn't look up. His hair, soaked with sweat, drooped down in front of his forehead. His eyebrows and eyes were hidden in shadows, and he was shrouded in a deep sadness.
Miao Yijia pursed her lips for a moment before asking him, "What are you going to do?"
Chen Songbai remained silent. Everyone asked him what to do, but he had no idea. How to ask for Xia Xuan's forgiveness, how to properly arrange for Miao Yijia, how to put everything back in place... He had no idea.
His cell phone suddenly rang, giving him a moment of respite. He took it out. The screen was broken by Miao Yijiajia, but it was still usable. He saw that it was Xia Xi calling. He glanced at the person on the hospital bed, didn't say anything to her, walked out of the ward with the phone in his hand, and closed the door.
Miao Yijia felt anxious, but also felt she was being too sensitive. The whole thing was watertight, and Chen Songbai wouldn't find a way out. She didn't need to do anything, just wait patiently.
She touched the wound on her wrist through the gauze. If Chen Songbai had not suddenly suspected her and questioned her, she would not have had to take the knife.
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