It has been half a month since Yan Zihui and Liu Meng were picked up by Zhao Feng, and Wu Junke still did not show up.

Yan Zihui began to cut off water and food four days ago, and she didn't eat a drop of water or grains.

Early this morning, the live-in aunt found her fainting in her room and was taken to the hospital.

Wu Junke sat on the edge of Yan Zihui's hospital bed, she was lying on the hospital bed asleep, her face was like white fat.

The doctor's diagnosis of her was only malnutrition, hanging some glucose.

Yan Zihui opened his eyes and saw Wu Junke. "You're here?"

"Hmm. ”

Yan Zihui sat up with great difficulty.

Yan Zihui is like cotton, but no matter how soft the cotton is, there is still weight when it is countless, and Wu Junke feels that he is overwhelmed.

Yan Zihui half-bowed her head. "Junke, I've been waiting for you for a long time, I'll call you, you always say you're in a meeting. I'm sending you a message, and you always say busy. Zhao Feng always said that you would come to see me in a few days, but you didn't come. ”

"So you're going on a hunger strike?" Wu Junke didn't like Yan Zihui's approach.

"I can't help it. ”

Yan Zihui lives in a single room. Everything in this room was white and especially cold.

Wu Junke sighed heavily, then stood up. "You rest, and we'll talk when you're better. ”

Yan Zihui looked forward to Wu Junke, and she didn't want Wu Junke to leave again. "I'm fine, I can talk, don't go. ”

"Your emotions are not suitable for talking about right now. Wu Junke didn't plan to stay any longer.

Yan Zihui tore off the needle in his hand with his hand.

By the time Wu Junke reacted, it was already slow. "What are you doing?"

"I said I'm okay and we can talk. I'll prove it to you, I don't have to hang a drip. ”

Yan Zihui's emotions were like a sudden wind blowing through the bamboo forest, leaning and rustling one by one.

Wu Junke put his hands on Yan Zihui's shoulders. "I'm going to call the nurse in now and put the needle back in for you. ”

Wu Junke called the nurse and restarted the infusion for Yan Zihui.

Wu Junke sat down again. "If you threaten me with life and death again, I promise you will never see me again in your life. ”

Wu Junke's words were like a sharp pair of scissors, and Yan Zihui's heart was cut off from the blood vessels with a pair of scissors.

For the first time, Yan Zihui saw Wu Junke, who was expressionless, cold and indifferent.

"You have done so many things, isn't it just to survive? Just because you are Yan Zihui, I will not ignore you, but if you use death to increase the weight, I will be crushed. ”

Wu Junke is a camel. His hump was carrying Yi Sen, his parents, quiet, strict Zihui, etiquette, benevolence, wisdom and filial piety, overloaded.

Wu Junke knew that one more straw would fall.

"Then why didn't you come to pick me up, why didn't you see me for so long?" Yan Zihui's bamboo forest blew through the wind, and then it rained.

"I'm human too, do you know what my life has been like since I found you, how much stress I've been under, don't I need buffer, don't I need to digest?"

The bridge of Wu Junke's nose is still a little swollen, and when he looks in the mirror every day and sees the wound on his face, what he thinks of is not Wang Anchor's fist, but Wang Anchor said that it is not good to be quiet.

Today's Wu Junke has become a little unfamiliar, as if he has suddenly lost the support of his skeleton and is no longer stiff.

Seeing Wu Junke like this, Yan Zihui felt distressed. "I'm sorry, Junke. It's all because of me, but it's all right now, isn't it? It's me who didn't do it this time, and I won't do it again. ”

Wu Junke rubbed his face. "Do you think everything is okay? Because Yan Weicheng and Yan Zichang have been arrested, do you think the matter is over?"

Speaking of the two fathers and sons of the Yan family, Yan Zihui was obviously nervous and scared, and she grabbed the horns and kept pulling. "Don't talk about them. ”

Wu Junke did not soften because of Yan Zihui's actions. "You hear about them, they've been caught, and your life has changed? You're still living in the shadows. Why don't you cooperate with the psychiatrist I arranged for you?"

Yan Zihui pulled the quilt tighter. "I'll be fine in a while. ”

Wu Junke tore off the quilt in her hand. "They use your mother's death to hold you back. Now you're using your life and death to contain me, what do you think you think?"

Yan Zihui's quilt was torn open, and he held his head with his hands trembling. "I said I was wrong and I won't. I don't want to see a psychiatrist, I don't want to see it!"

Wu Junke stood up. "Why don't you look at it, you're afraid that you'll be fine, and I won't care about you anymore, right?"

Yan Zihui just sobbed, she was like a child who was lost in the forest crying helplessly because she was afraid.

"It's not ....... ”

"What's that?" Wu Junke was no longer her gentle support at this time.

"Don't ask, don't ask!" Yan Zihui felt that he was caught between two moving walls, and the walls quickly moved closer to the middle.

"Why don't you ask, are you afraid that going to a psychiatrist will not be able to control yourself and steal their sleeping pills and tranquilizers?"

Wu Junke told the psychiatrist about Yan Zihui's situation in great detail, and the doctor said that Yan Zihui had serious PTSD (post-traumatic sequelae), and not cooperating with psychotherapy would affect her normal life, or even worse.

And Yan Zihui has refused to cooperate with the treatment since returning to China this time.

After Yan Zichang was discovered by Wu Junke, he explained in detail how he was led by Yan Zihui to her residence and the cloakroom of the room, and then used a large amount of sleeping pills and some tranquilizers.

The sleeping pills were originally taken back by Wu Junke, she pretended to cooperate with the treatment, and the doctor prescribed Yan Zihui to help her sleep, but she hid them and didn't eat them. Later, he also told the doctor that he might have been resistant to sleeping pills for many years, so he could change the drugs with strong efficacy, or prescribe more. The doctor changed the medicine for her according to her condition.

The tranquilizer was stolen by Yan Zihui from the hospital, and after the incident, Wu Junke went to the psychological clinic to learn about it and also see the surveillance.

Yan Zihui had been to the psychological clinic many times, and was very familiar with the functions of each room inside, Wu Junke guessed that she had planned to steal the tranquilizer a long time ago, but that time there was an opportunity.

Yan Zihui was said by Wu Junke and screamed madly.

She screamed like this, but no doctor or nurse came to ask her.

Wu Junke watched her call coldly.

"You call, I'm leaving. ”

Yan Zihui immediately stopped, holding Wu Junke's hand, and the drip tube was dangling back and forth. "Don't go, they forced me! If I don't fight back, I'm really going to die." ”

In the past, Wu Junke would hold her and comfort her. Slowly soothe her emotions, but he would never do that today.

"In that case, why don't you value your life, and why do you allow yourself to live in their shadow all the time?"

Wu Junke didn't break free of Yan Zihui's hand holding him.

"Junke, I'm back, your Zihui is back. I'm so scared, your delusion won't wake up, you only love that stand-in, you don't love me anymore. Yan Zihui wants to awaken Wu Junke's memory.

Wu Junke felt a little absurd. "She's not a stand-in. ”

Yan Zihui hugged Wu Junke's hand tighter, just like the piece of driftwood in the sea in the Titanic shipwreck. "She's she! She's my stand-in! You told me, you met on the beach where I had an accident, and you said she looked like me, and you would approach her!"

Wu Junke pulled his hand out hard. "She's not!"

Yan Zihui dragged it desperately. "If not, why did I call you that day and you came. You stayed with me for four days, and you didn't call her a single phone, because I was by your side, and she didn't matter anymore. She flew away, why didn't you fly to her, but you came to see me every day? Or is it because I'm by your side? Junke I know, for so many years, you yourself have been confused, don't you, it doesn't matter, I'll wait for you to wake up. ”

Wu Junke shook his head. "That's because you use your death to summon me every time!"

Yan Zihui let go of her hand, but immediately got up and half-knelt on the bed, hugging Wu Junke with her hands. "If you don't love me, what does it have to do with you whether I die or not, you can continue to propose, you don't care about me!"

Wu Junke looked at Yan Zihui in shock. "You know I proposed that day?"

Quiet said that Yan Zihui deliberately called him away at that time, Wu Junke never believed it, he thought that he was very quiet and angry to associate everything bad on Yan Zihui, but he didn't expect this to be the case.

"Before I got on the plane, I saw a ring in your jacket pocket, and it was your press conference that day, and I guess you were going to propose in public. ”

Yan Zihui made Wu Junke feel difficult to breathe at this moment.

Wu Junke pulled Yan Zihui away. "Why are you doing this?"

"You're mine, I have nothing left, she can't snatch you anymore. And you've loved me, and I've never been the only one!"

Yan Zihui has set up a lot of defenses against this belief, and no one can come close to destroy her belief.

Wu Junke couldn't accept Yan Zihui's idea, and felt that her situation was very bad. "Zihui, since I found you, one unbelievable thing has surfaced. I was thinking that if you could tell me the truth at the beginning, with the strength of our family, we would definitely be able to save your mother, and all kinds of misfortunes would have been avoided. Maybe you were cowardly, so you didn't choose to speak up. ”

Yan Zihui was still half-kneeling on the bed, and her upper body fell on the bed crying. "I'm afraid that if everything is exposed, your family will look down on me. I want to hide it, and when it happens, no one will know about my origins. ”

Wu Junke sat down again. "How could I dislike you in the first place? We grew up together since we were children, and we have been together for so many years, am I, Wu Junke, a person in your heart who will dislike you because of your background?"

Yan Zihui has also thought about this question countless times, if she had shaken things out at the beginning, everything that followed would not have happened.

"Until I brought you back this time, you would tell me something different every few days, or a while, or overturn what I heard in between, or have more hidden secrets. In the end, I simply did such a big thing, and I was really terrified all the time. I can't even figure out how you do it. ”

Yan Zihui lifted up. "Junke ......"

Wu Junke looked at Yan Zihui, and his eyes seemed to show a black hole. "I really don't know if I still love you, but don't let me be afraid of you. ”

Yan Zihui didn't rush to tell Wu Junke that all he loved was her, let him remember it. "Junke, I won't, what you let me do in the future, I'll do what I do, I won't do anything you don't like anymore. ”

Wu Junke is really leaving, and he still has a bunch of work waiting for him. "Cooperate with psychotherapy. ”

"Okay, I will. I'll see a psychiatrist tomorrow. Yan Zihui's well-behaved appearance is back.

Wu Junke stood up and lowered his head a little. "Zihui, stop threatening me with death, if even you don't value your life, who else will cherish it more than you?"

Yan Zihui wiped her tears. "I know, I won't. ”

"Rest, the doctor said that you are fine, I have called your aunt there, and she will accompany you home after the drip." ”

"I listen to you, when will you come to see me again?" Yan Zihui asked.

"Let me take my time. ”

Wu Junke stood outside the ward for a while, he was also an injured person, but who could he talk to, he was in pain all over, but he still had to shoulder all the responsibilities, maybe Jing Jing was right, he loved to be responsible.

Yan Zihui sat on the hospital bed, her eyes looking up. The water in the medicine bottle dripped into the syringe one by one.

She only knew that she was a princess who was raised by the whole family. She's pretty, smart, and endearing.

Yan Zihui cultivated her unique temperament from elementary school piano, piano, and cello. She's always been empty-eyed. She despises all worldly people and food. So she only talks to people who can look at her

In anyone's eyes, she is soft. Because Yan Zihui thinks that this is the minimum of her unique temperament, she does not allow herself to speak loudly, and she never exposes her stubborn temper, and over time it has become her unique style.

The Yan family has experienced two catastrophes, and after the financial turmoil in Hong Kong, they barely got better. At this time, Yan Weicheng's attitude towards her plummeted, and Liu Meng told her that it was because Yan Weicheng was in a bad mood.

Until after another financial turmoil, Yan Weicheng almost never saw his father again. Yan Zihui's grandfather was a well-known painter, who left a lot of inheritance after his death, and after Yan Acropolis got the inheritance, he completely tore off the mask.

Yan Weicheng's eyes were as hot as the sun in the sky, and the Wu family had been eyeing him, and finally put it into action.

Yan Zihui certainly had a chance to escape all this, but as she said. She's a princess, and she can't be transformed into a grass people. Her background is unsightly, even if Wu Junke doesn't mind, then what will his parents think of her?

What others will say about her in the future, she wants to cover it all up. Yan Weicheng used Liu Meng to threaten her, and at the same time, she said that as long as it happened, her life story would not be known, and Yan Weicheng would not kill Wu Dequan and them.

Yan Zihui finally embarked on a path paved for her by the devil in order to save her own face.

The water in the medicine bottle was about to run out, Yan Zihui knew that she couldn't go on like this anymore, she had to really come out of the shadow of the devil.

She is Yan Zihui, she is the proud Yan Zihui, she wants to be reborn in Nirvana!