Chapter 6: Sharing a Bed, Heads Touch, They Fell Asleep...
That guy wasn't the mastermind behind the school violence, and he didn't face any consequences afterward, so Wen Feng couldn't understand what he was up to.
Wen Feng went through the man's phone and found that he followed Yu Xue on most social media platforms, but judging from Yu Xue's previous statements, she always thought that this female netizen did not know her real identity.
Yu Xue really talks about everything – her family situation, her school life, even her delivery address.
They were somewhat safety-conscious; instead of filling in their home address, they filled in a residential area five kilometers away as the delivery address.
Wen Feng sighed. If he really wanted to, he could easily find out where Yu Xue lived using this delivery address.
Judging from the chat logs, the suicide had been in preparation for at least two months.
Ever since she heard the news that Wen Feng was going on a business trip, she had started making preparations.
But she was struggling.
She told netizens that she always saw another Yu Xue pleading with her and complaining to her.
Yu Xue: She told me that she had been living under other people's roofs since she was a child. Her stepmother lived in her father's house, as did her stepmother's parents. Her stepfather lived in her mother's house, as did her half-brother. She wanted to confide in someone, but she didn't know who to talk to.
Yu Xue: Moreover, whenever there was a dispute at home, her father would side with her stepmother, and her mother would side with her younger brother. She could only stay in her own room, and even on New Year's Eve, she was alone.
Yu Xue: I felt like I couldn't listen anymore. I could feel the pain in her body, but I couldn't even imagine what that kind of life was like. No one to talk to, no one to chat with, not even her own parents...
Yu Xue: Sigh, I'm so conflicted. If I don't go back, I'll be the one trapped, but if I go back, she'll be trapped here for the rest of her life.
Yu Xue: She told me that the last time she fell down the steps, she wanted to commit suicide, but she couldn't say it. When she opened her eyes, there was no one she could talk to, so she had to keep it to herself.
Tianqing: But your own feelings are the most important. You don't need to bear the consequences for her.
Sunny: I think you should go back.
Wen Feng's hands were trembling, and he almost dropped his phone.
The person opposite clearly knew what "going back" meant, yet he encouraged Yu Xue regardless of the consequences.
He really wanted to take the knife back and kill that man.
His phone fell to the ground, and he sighed deeply. What was the use of blaming others? The first person Yu Xue saw when she fell down the steps that day was Wen Feng, and she even smiled at him.
Why can't he be the one who "can talk"? If there's anyone to blame, it's that he's shown too little concern for Yu Xue over the years—almost none at all. He didn't even know she was sick.
Besides this voyeur named "Tianqing," who else could Yu Xue talk to?
Perhaps she could go out and make one or two close friends, but such things require initiative and opportunity, and she has long since lost the ability to actively socialize.
How can Wen Feng not bear responsibility for her current situation where all she wants is to "go home"?
So many years, so many things, have been bottled up in Yu Xue's heart for far too long.
She needed an outlet, a place where she could cry out loud.
Wen Feng wanted to be this outlet for his emotions.
But this is not something he can do simply because he wants to.
Footsteps sounded.
Wen Feng quickly got up, picked up his phone, and stuffed it into his pocket.
He turned around and saw Yu Xue coming out of the ward.
Yu Xue looked at him and smiled, "Didn't you go to buy red bean buns? Why did you take so long?"
Wen Feng quickly got up and handed her the insulated food container. "No, the door wasn't open. I waited for a while."
Yu Xue said, "It's normal that the door isn't open at four in the morning. But why would they let you out so late? I thought you'd come back empty-handed."
“This sanatorium isn’t big, and it’s expensive, so family members have more freedom.” Wen Feng took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders. “Winter is coming soon, it’s cold, so put on some clothes before you go out.”
Yu Xue smiled and turned her head away. "You've been quite talkative today. We'll be there soon, won't we?"
She opened the food box, took out a steaming bag, and held the red bean bun in her hands, saying, "Keep it warm, it won't be cold."
Wen Feng had just been feeling sad about her situation, but when he turned to look at her, her smile remained unchanged.
Even though she lived in this prison-like ward filled with iron bars every day, she still smiled.
Wen Feng was starting to doubt whether the time travel story was real.
No, he shook his head.
The two Yu Xues are almost identical. They both like to eat red bean buns, have cold hands and feet, and love to laugh. The previous Yu Xue always held chopsticks wrong, and this one does too.
Even if they were from another world, it wouldn't be a transmigration into a book, but rather a parallel world.
Yu Xue sat on the bed, holding a red bean bun, and said with a smile, "I've never eaten this late before, it smells so good."
The buns at this shop have thin skins and generous fillings. Yu Xue could bite into the filling in one bite. The flavor was just right, not too sweet. Yu Xue was worried that it would be too sweet for her to eat. She doesn't like things that are too sweet, bitter, spicy, or sour, nor does she like things that are bland. Ideally, they should have a little bit of flavor, but not too much.
When we were young, we were forced to eat things we didn't like. Now that we're grown up, we can eat whatever we like.
It's better to be an adult.
She ate happily for the first two bites, then slowly for the next two, and after eating more than half, she couldn't eat anymore.
Wen Feng raised an eyebrow, looking at her furrowed brows, then glanced at the steamed bun, which wasn't very big.
"If you can't finish it, give it to me," Wen Feng said.
Yu Xue said, "That's not good..."
"It's okay." Wen Feng took it. "I'm hungry too."
Yu Xue chuckled and said, "Then why don't you buy one for yourself?"
Wen Feng took a bite of the red bean bun and said, "I forgot."
Wen Feng ate very attentively, chewing slowly and carefully, keeping his eyes fixed on the food in his hand without looking around. Unlike Yu Xue, who, although she also ate slowly, would always get distracted after a bite or two, and by the time she picked up her spoon again, the food was cold.
She felt better when someone was watching her; whenever she looked up and saw her family eating, she would remember to continue eating.
She suddenly laughed and said with emotion, "When I was a kid, I watched videos of people eating late-night snacks and dreamed that when I grew up, I could make my own decisions and I would want to eat too. But now that I'm grown up, my appetite isn't as good as it was when I was a kid."
After finishing the last bite of his steamed bun, Wen Feng looked up at her and said, "I've never heard of you eating late-night snacks at home."
Yu Xue: "Where can I get takeout near my house? I can't exactly drag the chef out of my house and cook for me, can I? Besides, heating food makes noise, and I'm afraid it will wake you up."
Wen Feng felt that compared to Yu Xue, he was like a dead pig when he fell asleep. How could the sound of heating food wake someone up? Unless you're cooking oil in a pan, it would be hard to wake someone up if you were using a steamer or microwave.
Wen Feng: "Once you're discharged from the hospital, we'll move to the city, find an apartment, and then we'll have takeout available. Or, you can ask me to cook for you; then it'll just be the two of us, so we won't wake anyone else."
Yu Xue smiled and kicked her legs twice. "Okay."
Yu Xue glanced at the window and said, "It's almost dawn, let's go to sleep."
Wen Feng felt that he had just lain down when someone pushed the door open and came in.
He quickly sat up and saw the nurse with a tired smile in her eyes. She said softly, "Ms. Yu, it's time to draw blood."
Yu Xue was too tired and had just fallen asleep. In her drowsy state, she saw three or five people surrounding her.
This sounds more like a laboratory than a hospital.
Following the nurse's instructions, Wen Feng helped her up and held her in his arms.
Yu Xue kept her eyes closed, letting the people around her manipulate her arms.
She leaned her upper body against Wen Feng, resting her head on his shoulder.
Wen Feng didn't dare to move at all, not even daring to breathe too much, afraid that the heaving of her chest would make her uncomfortable.
The moment the needle went in, Yu Xue flinched. The nurse, following procedure, comforted her, "Ms. Yu, don't be afraid, it will be over soon."
"Hmm..." Yu Xue really wanted to sleep; she was extremely sleepy right now.
Wen Feng gently patted her shoulder, lowered his head, and could almost kiss her.
Seeing that one tube of blood was full, the doctor took out another tube.
Wen Feng: "...What is this?"
Doctor: "Draw blood for tests."
Wen Feng continued to pat Yu Xue's shoulder, gently murmuring "It doesn't hurt," "It doesn't hurt," just like his mother would comfort him when he was a child.
Yu Xue smiled, opened her eyes and glanced at him, then closed them again.
This action gives a very bad impression, like someone who is about to die and is taking one last look.
Wen Feng's face turned pale instantly. He leaned closer to listen to her breathing, but before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, he turned his head and saw the nurse had changed to a new tube.
Wen Feng: "How much do you want to smoke?"
Nurse: "Not many."
Yu Xue's treatment plan didn't include anything scary like electrotherapy. Wen Feng didn't know much about this and thought it was just about eating, drinking, seeing a psychologist, and adjusting her mindset.
I never expected to suffer like this.
Indeed, the treatment process for any disease is painful.
Wen Feng instinctively covered Yu Xue's eyes with his other hand.
Yu Xue chuckled softly in his ear, "I don't faint at the sight of blood."
After the nurse finished drawing blood, she yawned and left. The hands of the clock on the wall pointed to six and twelve; it was almost dawn.
Wen Feng pressed on Yu Xue's wound with a cotton swab. Yu Xue's blood clotting was slow, and he saw that it was still bleeding after pressing for a long time, so he subconsciously pressed harder, making Yu Xue groan.
Wen Feng quickly relaxed his grip, and some more blood gushed out.
Yu Xue was so shocked by the pressure that she saw stars. She said, "I'm not a bottle, and a cotton swab isn't a stopper."
"Oh..." Wen Feng had also had blood drawn before, but the bleeding usually stopped when the needle was pulled out, and there was only a little blood on the cotton swab. He had never seen blood flow like this before.
Yu Xue took a couple of deep breaths and explained, "I'm not feeling well, it's okay, I'll be fine after a while."
Wen Feng suddenly realized that the two of them were standing a little too close. When he turned his head, he kept brushing against Yu Xue's hair.
But Yu Xue didn't say anything, so he pretended not to notice.
He pulled the blanket over Yu Xue's bare arms and covered himself with it as well.
It's very warm.
It was always cold when the blanket was first pulled up, but Wen Feng's body was warm, which perfectly made up for the problem. Yu Xue leaned against Wen Feng and quickly fell asleep.
It's time for her to fall asleep; Wen Feng felt like she hadn't slept in a long time.
If you don't go to sleep soon, you can ascend to immortality.
Ten minutes later, Wen Feng carefully peeled back the cotton swab to take a look; the bleeding had stopped.
He threw away the cotton swab, hugged Yu Xue, and lay down, the two of them snuggling together in the blankets.
He was thinking about how to release Yu Xue without waking her up.
But he didn't think for long before he got sleepy and drowsy. He tilted his head and fell asleep, his head touching Yu Xue's.
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