Chapter 6 From now on, let's not have anything to do with each other anymore.
[BGM: Little by Little] (This song represents Yan Yan's feelings for Fu.)
“You…” Fu Hanchuan’s tongue was stiff, and he hadn’t yet formed his words.
The person in front of me was clutching his abdomen and covering his mouth with his hand, with bright red blood seeping out from between his fingers.
Fu Hanchuan froze for a second. In that instant, the blinding red remained on his retina, and immense fear, like a surging tide, instantly spread throughout his body.
"Yan Yan?!"
Fu Hanchuan suddenly stood up, took a step forward, and helped the person who was about to fall off the chair.
Fu Hanchuan hurriedly picked him up and haphazardly wiped away the gushing blood.
Wen Yanyu's face turned pale. He wanted to explain his condition, but his stomach was in so much pain that all he could say came out as a cry of pain.
The unease in my heart was completely confirmed.
"What did you eat?!" Fu Hanchuan stared at the gushing blood, his voice growing increasingly rapid. "Did you eat something?! Wen Yanyu! Speak! What did you eat?!"
Wen Yanyu took a breath, feeling a piercing pain in her stomach and chest, and her blood gushed out uncontrollably as she churned.
Seeing the man in front of her who was panicking, Wen Yanyu subconsciously wanted to reach out and comfort him, to tell him that she wouldn't die.
He won't die as long as the story hasn't ended.
He wanted to apologize to the other person for disrupting their life.
He wanted to ask Fu Hanchuan, why, why do you still care about me after I've hurt you like this?
Why don't you hate me? Why don't you retaliate against me like those other people? Why don't you use me to vent your anger?
You owe me nothing.
You should hate me.
Wen Yanyu looked into those gray-blue eyes filled with panic and worry, her emotions surging violently, and a sharp pain shot through her chest.
He was surrounded by endless bitterness, unable to break free or even breathe.
My heart ached and ached, every breath was filled with bitterness, and large tears rolled down my cheeks.
Fu Hanchuan.
I'm just cannon fodder in your story.
I am the one who hurt you.
You should hate me.
Blood rushed to his throat and he choked on it with a cough, unable to utter a single word. His overwhelming emotions caused him to cry uncontrollably, and his consciousness began to fade with the intense pain.
"I'll take you to the hospital. Come on, let's go to the hospital."
Fu Hanchuan's face turned pale, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.
Knowing he couldn't drive in his condition, he reached for his phone on the table, scrolled through his contacts, and finally found the person.
The moment the call connected, Fu Hanchuan practically yelled, "Wan Haihui, drive to my house! Hurry up!"
Wan Haihui, who had just been woken up by the phone call, was annoyed. Hearing the anxious voice on the other end, he was instantly wide awake. He jumped out of bed, threw on some clothes, and went outside.
Fu Hanchuan is usually cold, so it's rare to see him so flustered. Something urgent must have happened. Since they live in the same area, Wan Haihui parked his car in front of Fu Hanchuan's house in just a few minutes.
As soon as he peeked out, he saw Fu Hanchuan carrying someone out of the room.
The car door was closed.
Fu Hanchuan yelled at him, "Drive! Take us to the hospital!"
Seeing the two covered in blood, Wan Haihui's eyes widened. He didn't care about gossip anymore and stepped on the gas, driving straight to the hospital.
Wen Yanyu leaned against the man's chest, her white hair dull and her face streaked with tears. She was sobbing uncontrollably, coughing and vomiting at the same time.
Seeing the boy crying so hard, blood came out with his tears.
Fu Hanchuan panicked and grabbed a blanket from the car to wrap the man up, holding him tightly in his arms, not daring to let go, yet not daring to hold him too tightly either.
He could only try in vain to warm the cold body in his arms.
"Yan Yan, Yan Yan, don't cry, please don't cry, okay? You can't cry anymore. I was wrong. I shouldn't have yelled at you. Please don't cry. I won't yell at you anymore. I'll never yell at you again."
As Fu Hanchuan called out, he tightly gripped the hand in his arms. The biting coldness emanated from his palm, and his heart clenched so tightly that he could hardly breathe.
Wen Yanyu's vision was blurred, and he couldn't tell where he was or hear any sounds. Only the bitter scent of sandalwood beside him told him who was next to him.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I didn't want this to happen. I didn't want to hurt you. I'm sorry, but the plot... no..."
"I can't control myself, Fu Hanchuan, I'm sorry, I don't want to."
I don't want to hurt you.
But I can't do it.
I cannot even decide my own death.
My death was destined to be a sharp knife that would hurt you. I wanted to end it myself, but I still failed.
Wen Yanyu looked utterly devastated, her dark eyelashes completely soaked with tears, and she could only manage a few broken sentences.
Fu Hanchuan, in a state of extreme panic, had no energy to listen.
Overwhelmed by exhaustion and drowsiness, Wen Yanyu's calves spasmed and twitched with pain as she gradually closed her eyes and collapsed softly into the man's arms, leaving only a pool of blood.
When the person in his arms became still, Fu Hanchuan's pupils contracted sharply, his heart skipped a beat, and his voice became distorted with panic.
"I'm not blaming you! I'm not blaming you! Yan Yan! Don't sleep, don't sleep, Yan Yan! Don't sleep! Can you hear me? Yan Yan! Yan Yan! Open your eyes and look at me! Yan Yan!"
Wan Haihui glanced back twice through the rearview mirror and sped up his drive toward the hospital.
Damn it, what kind of mess is this?
…………
When I woke up again, there was a familiar smell of disinfectant.
Wen Yanyu slowly opened her eyes. Before her brain could react, the smell of disinfectant instantly awakened the memory of fear, and her body instinctively wanted to scream.
"Wen Yanyu."
A familiar voice filled my ears, weary and indifferent.
Wen Yanyu stiffly turned her head and met a pair of blue eyes whose emotions were unreadable.
My brain was stuck for a long time before it finally reacted.
I'm home.
Wen Yanyu, you're home.
"I'm sorry for troubling you again." Wen Yanyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, her voice hoarse and trembling.
The overwhelming fear was contained by the fingertips trapped in the palm.
Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes and looked at him quietly.
"Wen Yanyu, let's not have anything to do with each other anymore."
The air remained silent for a long time.
It was the sound of fearful, trembling gasps.
"good……"
Fu Hanchuan stood up and said calmly, "The doctor performed a gastroscopy on you; it shows acute stress gastritis."
"Try to control your emotions. I've paid for your hospital stay. Remember to pick up your medication after a few days in the hospital."
After he finished speaking, the footsteps faded away, and the ward door was gently closed.
Wen Yanyu turned to look at the ceiling and closed her eyes tightly.
Don't be afraid, don't shout, don't cry, don't shout, don't make trouble for others, don't cry.
You're home.
Don't be afraid.
He spoke gently and persuasively.
Don't be afraid, no one will hurt you.
You're home.
Just as Wan Haihui and Fu Hanchuan were about to come in to check on the situation, they were forced to listen to the whole story and bumped into each other face to face.
"Never mind?" Wan Haihui raised an eyebrow.
Fu Hanchuan remained silent with a sullen face.
Wan Haihui glanced at the ward, then at Fu Hanchuan, and followed him out.
On the way back, the driver who had arrived took over the driving. Wan Haihui dozed off and was just about to pat Fu Hanchuan and ask him to eat melon seeds.
As soon as I looked up, I saw that the other person's gaze kept drifting out the window, and their hand holding the blanket was trembling.
Wan Haihui clicked his tongue slightly, swallowing his words back.
If you're so worried, why are you leaving?
These two...
Really...
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