"Hongyu, you've had surgery and you're so weak. Why won't you get treatment? Why won't you eat?" Luo Xiaoyi's angry voice rang out. She had seen countless patients; how many of them wanted to live but couldn't? Even Ou Zihan had barely survived! How could he be so cowardly as to try to kill himself? It was infuriating!
When Luo Bin saw that Luo Xiaoyi had finally arrived, he was relieved to have found a savior. He quickly pulled Chen Ran out, giving Luo Xiaoyi and Lin Hongyu enough space to have a proper talk.
When Lin Hongyu heard her voice, his heart ached, his nose tingled, and tears welled up in his eyes, but he forced them back.
He can't be so spineless!
Does hearing this woman's voice make you want to cry?
He tried hard to convince himself that if something wasn't his, he should let it go.
"Luo Xiaoyi, did you come here to flaunt your happiness? Did you come here to laugh at me for being a clown? Go away, I don't want to see you again."
Lin Hongyu glanced at her with sorrowful eyes before looking away. He didn't want to look at her again; he was afraid he would burst into tears, afraid he wouldn't be able to look away from her face.
Lin Hongyu had always been like an ascetic, diligently cultivating himself. Time and again, he was wounded in the heart by the poisonous arrows of love, bleeding profusely. Yet, he rose again and again. As the saying goes, a single spark can start a prairie fire. He clung to this tiny spark of hope, hoping that one day he could finally achieve enlightenment.
And the result? So cruel! He watched as the woman he loved grew to love another man more and more, and her love deepened to the point that she was willing to give up everything for him, even her life!
How could he possibly bear such an outcome? How could he possibly bear it!
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Seeing his pained expression, Luo Xiaoyi was already in tears. This man had long been like family to her, an inseparable part of her. How could she not be sad?
She could give him anything except love.
“Hongyu, if you are not happy, how can I be happy? You have become a part of my life, a source of strength for me to live, a part of my life. If you don’t want to live anymore, how can I live my incomplete life?”
Looking at his haggard appearance, Luo Xiaoyi's voice choked with sobs. Lin Hongyu was tormenting himself, and she was tormenting him as well. Although she couldn't give him the love he wanted, she hoped he would live a healthy, vibrant, and hopeful life, and ultimately find his own happiness.
She felt guilty and remorseful for Lin Hongyu's behavior. It was all her fault; she wasn't a good woman, and she had once liked Lin Hongyu.
Unexpectedly, she fell so deeply in love with Ou Zihan. What started as a transaction between them turned out to be a complete loss; she ended up losing her own heart...
She felt she owed Lin Hongyu far too much, so she was determined to persuade him to get better.
“I am a part of your life, so Ou Zihan is your whole life, right?” Lin Hongyu looked at her with sorrowful eyes. His throat hurt terribly, his eyes were burning, and his voice was hoarse and painful.
Why can't he ever be better than that man? Why can't he ever defeat that man?
Why? ! ! !
"No, you are all very important to me. Can't we not compare you like this? There is no distinction between important and unimportant?" Luo Xiaoyi shook her head painfully, her beautiful face blurred with tears. Her tone was extremely distressed and tormented, as if her emotions and guilt were tearing each other apart.
"Then why did you choose him and not me?" Lin Hongyu's voice was weak, his bright red eyes were already covered with a layer of moisture, and he stared at her intently. Even now, did she still want to lie to him? Did she think he was a fool who could be easily coaxed?
His heart is dead, completely dead! Even though he's still breathing, he's like a walking corpse, barely clinging to life, waiting for death. No one can persuade him otherwise…
"I..." Luo Xiaoyi was speechless. She had originally intended to comfort someone, but how did her advice only make the person feel worse? Her tears flowed even more uncontrollably.
"Go away... Don't ever appear in my life again. Seeing you will only make me hurt more..." Lin Hongyu's eyes were filled with tears, his voice low and hoarse with pain. He turned his still aching body away, closed his eyes in agony, and didn't want to pay attention to her anymore.
"Hongyu, don't do this, don't do this." Luo Xiaoyi walked around the bed again, looked at his cold face with his eyes closed, grabbed his big hand, and burst into tears.
Hearing her cry so sadly, Lin Hongyu felt particularly distressed. However, he was truly desperate. He had no appetite and couldn't eat at all. He also had no desire to receive treatment.
Let him be cold, hungry, and in pain; let these unbearable sensations assault him even more fiercely. If this physical pain and torment can outweigh the pain in his heart, then he is willing…
No matter how much Luo Xiaoyi cried while holding his hand, he remained unmoved. He only hoped that she would leave quickly so that he wouldn't suffer any more.
So he shook off her hand.
Heroes throughout history have never been afraid of death, and he was no exception. However, he was afraid of living...
Seeing his resolute attitude and his unwavering determination to die, Luo Xiaoyi suddenly felt a surge of immense anger.
"Fine, Hongyu, you want to die? You want to leave me alone in this world, feeling guilty and tormented, wishing I were dead? No way! I won't let you die all alone. I'll die with you!"
As Luo Xiaoyi spoke, she suddenly grabbed a fruit knife from the table and slashed at her wrist. Just as the sharp blade was about to cut her smooth wrist, Lin Hongyu grabbed her hand and threw the knife away.
"What are you doing? Don't you want to live anymore?" Lin Hongyu asked, his expression pained and furious.
"Hongyu, I want to be with you..." Luo Xiaoyi burst into tears. If she could do it all over again, she would not want to meet him, would not want to have a relationship with him, and would not want to hurt him like this. It was all something she did not want, but it all happened anyway.
Lin Hongyu is a wonderful man—gentle, devoted, and incredibly attentive to women. If choosing the best husband, Lin Hongyu would be the top choice. Unfortunately, fate intervened, and they were not meant to be.
"No, I don't want you to die. I want you to live well, Xiaoyi. I don't want to see you get even the slightest bit hurt... I'll listen to you, okay? I'll get treatment, I'll eat well, I'll live well. Please don't have these thoughts of hurting yourself again, okay?"
Lin Hongyu held her hand tightly, and tears of pain finally welled up in his eyes.
His suicidal thoughts only cause his beloved woman more pain. Rather than suffer like this, he'd rather suffer alone in silence; he doesn't want to see her in pain.
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