"Your hands ......?" Xia Qixi said the ice pack in his hand at the moment, and wanted to pull his hand over to look at the wound.

"Oh, it's okay, I accidentally hurt it just now, you don't have to worry." Chen Ziyu said as he put his injured hand behind his back, deliberately trying to hide the wound.

Xia Qixi grabbed his arm directly, and because of the crying, he still had a thick nasal voice: "Don't hide it, take it out and I'll take a look." ”

"Don't look at it, it's really okay." Chen Ziyu is still trying to shirk it.

Without saying a word, he suddenly used force and directly pulled Chen Ziyu's hand in front of him, the wound was much more serious than she thought. The depth of the wound was not something that could be reached by fingernails, it should have been caused by something sharp and sharp.

"How the hell did it hurt?" Xia Qixi's cold fingers slid over the skin on the back of his hand inch by inch, already in his eyes and in his heart.

"It was too chaotic just now, I didn't pay attention to it for a while, it will be fine soon after cleaning up and applying some medicine, don't take it to heart."

In fact, Chen Ziyu was just afraid that Xia Qixi would be worried so on purpose, just now a few people pulled and pulled, Jiang Xue's mother's attention was always on Xia Qixi's body, and a slap was not counted, taking advantage of the unpreparedness, she grabbed a needle from the trolley next to her and rushed towards Xia Qixi's body. Seeing this, Chen Ziyu could only block the front while avoiding her injured needle, but she was accidentally scratched by a needle.

"No, let's go to the nurse and check the wound first." Looking at his wounds, Xia Qixi was always uneasy.

Even if Xia Qixi didn't care, but when he thought that Xia Qixi had been slapped in front of him just now because of his own negligence, he had palpitations, and he didn't want her to walk into that hospital if he said anything.

But helplessly, Xia Qixi insisted again and again.

After the wound was cleaned with iodine wine, a layer of anti-inflammatory and hemostatic medicine was applied, and finally a thin layer of gauze was wrapped. Xia Qixi was relieved.

"Don't take what happened just now." On the side of the flower bed outside the hospital, Chen Ziyu looked at Xia Qixi's face distressedly, and five finger prints could be vaguely seen.

"What to do? Her parents didn't want to see us. ”

"Don't think about it, Jiang Yan is here, I can't catch the plane at this time, I'll send you back to the villa to rest or find a hotel in the city center?"

"Let's go to the villa."

Both were in a low mood, except for silence and silence. From the hospital to the villa. It wasn't until late at night that Xia Qixi stood in front of the glass window and saw Jiang Yan's car parked on the side of the road. She thought it was time to know the cause and effect.

Jiang Yan dragged his heavy steps through the lawn in the middle of the yard, and also brought the whole thing to the beginning.

Before this, Jiang Xue's temper had been unstable, and Lin Qiao was almost inseparable from taking care of her. But during this time, I don't know why her state suddenly improved, everyone thought that she thought about it through this time, so they all relaxed their vigilance. It just so happened that Jiang Yan's father was not in good health because of a cold, and Lin Qiao was not at ease, so he thought about going back to take care of it, just so that Jiang Xue and her parents could have a chance to be alone.

As a result, after Jiang Xue got up this morning, she said that she was going to the bathroom, so she locked the door inside. The blood was only discovered when it ran through the crack in the door to the outside, but it was too late when the window opened.

Lin Qiao thought that she really had a mental problem, so she went to extremes. Later, when I was sorting out the relics, I found a suicide note written in advance.

Jiang Yan handed an envelope to Xia Qixi, she hesitated for a moment before raising her hand to take it. It is said that seeing words is like seeing people, when they used to work together, every time Jiang Xue signed or occasionally used notes to make meeting minutes, Xia Qixi always felt that her handwriting was a little ostentatious. However, although the handwriting on this letter can be seen to be from the same hand, it has obviously lost its strength when it is written, and even looks a little sloppy, and it is even indistinguishable in some places.

The content of the letter is roughly the same as what Xia Qixi thought before.

It's just what happened during this time, and the attitude of her parents who didn't understand, which finally made her lose the courage to continue living. It's just that at the end of this letter, Jiang Xue still mentioned Xia Qixi and what had happened before, not knowing that she was about to face the end of her life and suddenly looked away and chose to forgive.

She wrote that the thing she regrets the least in her life is that she met Chen Ziyu first, and then met Xia Qixi. Chen Ziyu gave her the best vision of love and family as a girl. And Xia Qixi made her understand that for some people, friendship is also a thing worthy of respect.

However, she has no regrets about everything she has done to Xia Qixi. There will be no apologies either. She just did what she felt she was supposed to do, even though it didn't bring her any good results. But if she is given a chance to choose anew, she will still do it without hesitation, but never speak out in such a family.

She doesn't need a rich family. I only hope that Yu loves his parents, or his brothers and sisters who are occasionally noisy, and marries and has children with the person he likes, with peace and joy.

In a state of extreme grief, people often lose the ability to shed tears. After reading the letter, Xia Qixi only felt uncomfortable in her heart, and her eyes were very dry. I had to get up and walk to the bed, and open all the windows to breathe.

Chen Ziyu and Jiang Yan knew that Xia Qixi was uncomfortable, but no one could persuade them. She was left alone to slowly adapt and heal.

Jiang Xue's funeral was on the morning of the next day, which was actually not a funeral, but just accompanied her on her last journey at the cemetery. Since the failure of their family's business, there has been almost no contact between people in business, and most of the relatives have long been in contact with each other because of her parents' tempers. They didn't attend Jiang Xue's wedding, not to mention that it was a funeral now.

It was still the same people from the hospital yesterday, but considering that her parents were present, Chen Ziyu and Xia Qixi only appeared after they left.

Xia Qixi put a bouquet of lilies in front of her tombstone, although she knew that her favorite was red roses during her lifetime. The photo on the tombstone, full of youthful face, should not be a recent photo, at least such a beautiful smile, which she has never seen before.

Xia Qixi knew that she would not come to this place in the future, and this might be the last time they would meet. Fate is good and bad, and when you meet, you don't know if it's the wrong beginning, and then you have a sad ending for everyone.

"Thank you for coming." It's not what I saw in the hospital yesterday, a black suit, my hair has been combed neatly, but my eyes are still full of red bloodshots, and my eyes are caused by staying up all night in a row, and Xia Qixi smelled a strong smell of tobacco from his body.

"Can I talk to you alone?" He turned his head to look at Xia Qixi, looking preoccupied.

Xia Qixi didn't want to have anything to do with him, but considering his current mood, he nodded and agreed.

This book is derived from the king of books