74 I am confused
◎She is like a bird in a cage◎
Jiang Suiyun looked at his tired appearance and thought of his serious injury, and the doubts in his heart were suppressed.
She sighed softly, "It's better to die... so that he won't hurt anyone else. It's tiring to be on guard every day."
As soon as he finished speaking, He Linchuan suddenly raised his eyes, his face looked a little pale under the light, but his gaze towards Jiang Suiyun was particularly sharp, like a searchlight, falling on the very faint red mark on her collarbone, and then moving upwards, sweeping across her slightly messy hair and bright red lips... He clearly remembered that there were no such marks on her body when she went out.
At this moment, although it had obviously been dealt with, he almost instantly guessed who she had met and what had happened when she went downstairs to "get the documents".
They met again...not only met, but even had some intimate actions.
A sinister and cold anger instantly shot through his limbs and bones.
The twisted thoughts in his heart surged up again. At this moment, He Linchuan almost didn't want to pretend anymore. He should lock her up so that her eyes would never fall on others... She could only look at him and accompany him forever.
But no.
At least not yet.
His Adam's apple rolled, and his gloomy eyes fell on Jiang Suiyun's profile. A chill ran down his heart. However, anyone who dared to think about her... should die.
However, the moment Jiang Suiyun looked at him, this look quickly disappeared without showing any trace.
As if it was just a casual glance, he said calmly: "It's all in the past, don't think about it anymore, no one will be able to bother you with these things in the future."
He extended his hand to her, palm facing up, as an invitation. His expression was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable meaning: "If you're tired, take a rest."
Jiang Suiyun looked into his bottomless eyes, and for some reason, she felt that it was not a simple invitation.
Obviously, at this time, her brain should be working fast, thinking of an answer that would make He Linchuan feel safe and not so passive.
But at an inopportune moment, my mind started to think of what had just happened downstairs and in the car.
If He Chifeng saw them holding hands, he would probably make a scene again.
Thinking of this, Jiang Suiyun almost subconsciously avoided the hand that He Linchuan extended: "No, I'm not tired."
This action was so natural that Jiang Suiyun had already avoided it before he could even react.
But extending his hand again seemed deliberate.
She froze for a moment.
He Linchuan's outstretched hand was suspended in mid-air for a few seconds before he slowly retracted it.
There was no anger on his face at being rejected. He just looked at her more deeply, then turned to pick up the water glass and took a sip very naturally, as if the invitation had never happened.
But the temperature in the ward dropped suddenly.
Jiang Suiyun was a little embarrassed, but also a little confused at the same time, but he didn't know what the reason was.
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In the following days, contrary to Jiang Suiyun's expectations, He Chifeng did not appear again.
No phone calls, no messages, as if he had disappeared from the face of the earth.
At first, Jiang Suiyun felt relieved, as she finally got the "peace and quiet" she wanted.
However, this deliberate calmness makes certain things clearer.
She would subconsciously look at her phone, expecting a familiar number to pop up, even if it was an angry and nonsense text message; she would pause slightly when passing the place where the black SUV used to be parked downstairs in the hospital; she would even have her heart skip a beat when she heard impatient footsteps similar to his in the corridor, and then quietly fall silent after realizing it was not him.
These subtle, uncontrollable associations made her feel upset, and she shook her head vigorously, trying to drive the figure of someone out of her mind.
Tell yourself that it would be best if he didn't show up.
But in a corner of her heart, there was a subtle feeling of emptiness that she herself had not even noticed. It was really terrible to get used to being entangled with someone.
There will be withdrawal reactions.
Jiang Suiyun could only try to keep herself busy, drawing design drafts, helping He Linchuan with rehabilitation, and even reading books and growing flowers in her spare time.
During this period, she received a thank-you email from Teacher Wen, thanking her for the rare materials she had sent earlier. In addition, Teacher Wen also sent her an exquisite package from Country S, which contained a set of very heavy-duty jewelry design tools.
I asked her how she was thinking about applying to S University.
When Jiang Suiyun saw this message, her heart suddenly stopped. Of course she wanted to seize such a good opportunity.
However, when her gaze turned to He Linchuan who was struggling to walk in the rehabilitation room, her fingertips hesitated again.
These days, the doubts in her heart have become heavier and heavier. He Linchuan's rehabilitation process is extremely difficult and his leg injury is so serious that she can only stay with him every time he trains.
But what unnerved her was that whenever she left for a while, even just to get a cup of coffee, she'd always "happen" to run into an accident on her return—he'd "accidentally" lose his balance and fall on the rehabilitation equipment, or "accidentally" choke while drinking water, or cough violently, causing the wound to ache. The most serious incident involved him "inexplicably" sliding sideways from his wheelchair, hitting his elbow on the ground, leaving a bruise.
Every time, He Linchuan acted extremely apologetic and helpless, as if all this was really just an accident, or as if he was clumsy due to his unhealed injuries.
But once was an accident, twice was a coincidence, and after so many times, Jiang Suiyun couldn't help but become suspicious.
She observed it carefully.
Those "accidents" happened at just the right time. They were not really life-threatening, but scary enough to easily tie up her guilt and attention, making it impossible for her to easily ask to leave.
The thought made her feel cold and absurd.
Moreover, the doctor had told her before that He Linchuan's leg nerve damage might affect his balance, but with the strength of his core muscles and the coordination of his upper limbs, it would never happen to this extent.
Jiang Suiyun had a bad premonition in her heart, and she suddenly remembered the last time when he injured his hand and deliberately aggravated the injury to make her feel soft-hearted.
However, the nature of this injury is completely different from the last time. Is he going to gamble on her soft-heartedness and loyalty by risking possible lifelong disability?
This is too expensive, too crazy...
Jiang Suiyun was unwilling to believe that He Linchuan would be so paranoid and crazy.
This is totally illogical.
But those "accidents" happened in reality, and each time it made it even more difficult for her to leave.
She looked at Teacher Wen's earnest inquiry in the email, and then looked at He Linchuan in the rehabilitation room, who was gritting his teeth to endure another painful training.
His pale face was covered in sweat and his brows were furrowed, as if he had used up all his willpower, but when he saw her, he tried his best to force a smile that would reassure her.
Jiang Suiyun's heart seemed to be tightly gripped by something.
Her mind told her that this was suspicious and she should be vigilant, and even try to verify it. But emotionally, she couldn't bring herself to voice that horrible, "intentional" suspicion, as it seemed like a blasphemy against his sacrifice and dedication.
Not to mention, this injury was inflicted on myself.
The two emotions fought fiercely in her heart, causing her to fall into an unprecedented contradiction. Guilt and responsibility made her feel pain from the bottom of her heart.
Just then, the phone rang. It was Teacher Wen.
"Hello, Mr. Wen?"
"Xiao Jiang, this opportunity is truly rare. We've been holding a spot for you at the studio, but we can't wait indefinitely. How are things going over there? When can you come over?"
Teacher Wen's voice was full of expectation and concern.
Jiang Suiyun held the mobile phone in his hand. On one side was the vast world and career ideals within his reach, and on the other side was the heavy, oppressive, and seemingly endless cage of guilt.
She asked herself, if He Linchuan really wanted to bind her with kindness, could she break free this time?
She couldn't come up with an answer.
This realization made Jiang Suiyun feel cold in his heart.
The feeling of being controlled by invisible threads came back.
She vaguely felt that if she suggested leaving at this moment, He Linchuan might do something more extreme.
"Teacher, I..." She opened her mouth, but found that it was extremely difficult to make a promise, "...I need a little more time. Tomorrow night, I will give you an answer tomorrow night, okay?"
Teacher Wen sighed softly on the other end, unable to conceal his disappointment, but still expressed understanding. "Okay, household chores are indeed important, but this opportunity... well, I can only help you delay it for three more days at most, and that's already the limit. Xiao Jiang, think it over carefully and don't miss out and regret it."
"Thank you, teacher... I'm sorry..." After hanging up the phone, Jiang Suiyun seemed to have lost all his strength and slowly leaned against the cold wall.
Three days...she needs to make a decision.
Jiang Suiyun sighed heavily.
The door to the rehabilitation room opened gently, and He Linchuan was pushed out in a wheelchair by the rehabilitation therapist. His hair was soaked and his face was tired, but when he saw her, his expression suddenly softened, but there was a subtle hint in this gentleness: "Who are you talking to on the phone?"
His eyes were as deep as ever, with a calmness that seemed to see through everything, as if he was just asking casually.
Jiang Suiyun felt a chill creeping up his spine.
She looked at him, at his eyes that seemed to see through all her hesitations and struggles, and for the first time she realized so clearly and horrifyingly that she was like a bird in a cage. She had wings but could never fly out.
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