By the time I regained consciousness, I don't know how long it had been. The smell of disinfectant in the room was terrible, and I woke up with a wrinkled nose, and when I opened my eyes, Ye Jingchong was beside me.

The light inside the room was good, the cold sun hung in the sky, and the orange yellow halo shone in through the curtains.

There is also a fragrant smell of lilies, which is really good.

I blinked and reached for him.

He sat down in a chair and fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

Very quiet face, very different from his usual hard cool taste, at the moment he, well, very much like a little cat with a smooth hair.

“…… Are you awake? ”

Before I could touch him, he opened his eyes suddenly, and his dark pupils were facing me.

My hand hung awkwardly in the air, and he saw it reach over and hold it in his palm.

The natural movement made me blush a little.

"Uh, that...... How long have I been sleeping? ”

Numb all over my body, I asked uncomfortably.

"Two days,"

He rang the bell as he spoke, "Let someone bring the food, you can drink some porridge first, okay?" ”

The tone is like coaxing a child.

I looked at him and asked, "How did I end up here?" ”

I remember, I was in the box.

Lan Feixue she ...... And finally, did I pass out?

Ye Jingchong's eyes did not dodge, he looked at me, and his tone was not without complaints: "This is the first time you have been in the hospital, and there will be a next time, I will personally break your legs and lock you in the room without anyone doing anything!" ”

He was fierce, and as he spoke, he twisted my little hand hard.

I burst into tears of pain and muttered, "This is a ...... against the law."

I knew he was deliberately distracting me from looking straight at him.

He poured a glass of water and touched my face: "It's not your fault, don't blame yourself." ”

His fingertips were rough and soft and tickling against my face...... But my eyes were a little moist, and I took his hand and buried my little face in it.

He watched helplessly at me and sobbed quietly, knowing that I needed a way to vent.

His hand gently patted my back and ran it down my hair.

In my whispered crying, Ye Jingchong's lips were pressed against my forehead, and a light kiss fell, pious and precious.

"Yuyu, do you believe in fate?"

He asked me.

"Huh?"

"People have a certain number of lives when they go and stay, and is a person's departure necessarily unhappy? It's not fair to say that. Think about it, if a successful businessman has experienced bankruptcy, false accusations, and the death of a loved one in a short period of time...... To the outside world, he is just a character in the report, but for himself, his life has been ruined, and if he chooses to go alone, he must suffer greatly......"

"So, you mean that Lan Feixue chose to get rid of it in the end...... But what other options does she have? ”

"For her, there's only one."

Choose love, she leaves; Not loved, she would rather die.

In that moment, I suddenly understood something.

For some, love and bread, they can choose bread and give up love; You can also choose love and live a poor life.

However, for Lan Feixue, love is not bread, it is the vitality that invests in her vitality.

When her sister is there, she can bury her love in her heart, but her sister's death is undoubtedly the last obstacle to be cut off, and she is ready to give it a go.

However, she still failed.

"So, you don't need to feel guilty."

Ye Jingchong patiently comforted me, listening to his slow and deep voice, the sadness in my heart seemed to have really eased a lot.

"Will she be happy in the other world?"

"Yes, at least happier than it is now."