Su Jin helped the drunk Li Xin into the bedroom and slowly helped her to the bed and lay down.

Li Xin slept on the bed, muttering drunken words in his mouth, Su Jin leaned down to listen, but he couldn't hear what he was saying clearly.

Sighing, she walked to the end of the bed and was about to take off Li Xin's shoes, just bent down, her fingertips were touching Li Xin's ankles wearing high heels, only to feel Li Xin shrink suddenly, dodging Su Jin's movements.

Su Jin paused.

At this moment, in the dead of night, the room was so quiet that you could almost hear the breathing of the two of them. At this moment, Su Jin heard Li Xin's soft murmur, "Don't touch it...... Ah Jin, I hurt. ”

A gentle word, if you don't listen carefully, will hardly be noticed.

However, it was such a subtle sentence that almost set off a storm in Su Jin's heart, easily shattering all her barriers.

Su Jin still maintained the movement of bending over, her outstretched hand trembled slightly, gritted her teeth hard, she stretched her hand forward, and slowly lifted the skirt that Li Xin fell to her ankles, the inch by inch skirt was lifted, and the calf under the skirt was also exposed in front of Su Jin.

Different from the smooth and white skin of the other leg, the other leg under the skirt spreads from the ankle to the calf, covered with a long centipede-like scar that is deep and visible to the bone, which can be seen from the appearance of this trace, but compared with the smooth and white skin around it, it will only make this scar more hideous.

Su Jin opened her mouth slightly, she wanted to make a sound, but her throat was choked and almost lost her voice. She lowered her head slightly, stretched out her hand and slowly stroked the scar, from top to bottom, like a devout believer, caressing every inch with pity.

"Ahh Ah Xin...... "The touch under her hand is so uneven, every time Su Jin touches an inch, she feels that her heart is throbbing, and her tears run down her cheeks and drip on Li Xin's legs, blurring her vision.

Su Jin roared almost silently, hoarse with a mournful scream from his chest, filling the quiet room.

She was like losing her strength, slumped beside Li Xin's bed, she looked at Li Xin's exposed calves on the bed, the hideous scar seemed to be scratched on her heart, and the blood was dripping.

Su Jin's eyes were close to dissipation, she stared at Li Xin's legs stupidly, and then she thought back to what these legs looked like in that far-reaching memory?

Yes, these legs should appear on the dazzling stage, accompanied by lights and countless applause, tiptoeing, dancing in all kinds of amazing movements.

Instead of being like now, with wounds and an inner body that can no longer be repaired, it is hidden under the long skirt, hidden in the shadows, covered with dust, and can no longer meet its own glory.

Li Xin on the bed seemed to hear the voice, and turned over in a little confusion, she fell asleep, but subconsciously put that leg away.

Yes, her Ah Xin is originally a person who loves beauty, every time she goes out on stage, how can a person who demands perfection even a strand of hair not care about the imprint left on her.

How could such a person not care, how could she stand it, this almost ruined the mark of half of her life.

Su Jin clenched her hands into fists and bit her teeth fiercely, she looked at Li Xin's sleeping face, crying silently, tears raining down.

"You... How did you get through it? Li Xin. Su Jin muttered, "You are... How did you get through, Li Xin. ”

Li Xin, who was drunk and messy, didn't hear Su Jin's whispers, and still slept very comfortably.

Her eyebrows and eyes are not as gentle and low-minded as before, and even the appearance of falling asleep has such an aggressive shadow.

“… I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Ah Xin," Su Jin said to Li Xin in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry...... I couldn't be there for you... I should be there, I should be there......"

You shouldn't be left alone like that, you shouldn't be left alone through those gloomy years.

Su Jin sat on the carpet, hugged her knees, slowly leaned on the side of Li Xin's bed, and was silent for a while, she slowly raised her hand and took off the watch in her right hand.

She raised her slender hand slightly, facing the moonlight shining in from the window, there was a narrow scar on her white wrist, and she opened her hand slightly, and in the palm of her hand, there was also an uneven scar.

She turned her head slightly, smiled faintly at Li Xin, and whispered to her: "It's okay Ah Xin, you see that I also have it, and there is one more than you, so don't be afraid, we are the same." ”

"No matter what, I'll be with you."

Su Jin smiled faintly.

The world only knows that painters are mortal and talented. But I didn't know that she was just a waste who couldn't even hold a pen in her right hand.

She has practiced tea art for many years before she can hold the teacup tightly and pour the tea smoothly, at least from the outside, it is almost perfect without a trace of flaws.

Su Jin leaned slightly against the side of the bed, closed her eyes, and muttered lightly, "I can draw with my left hand now...... Write with your left hand, eat, you don't know how good I am now......"

The low whispers, in the quiet room, said one after another, as if the words that had been saved for half a lifetime, were all spit out softly tonight.

It seems that those who listen will spend a lifetime listening carefully and counting most of the years that no one knows about them.

…

If Li Xin was awake, she must have remembered the scar on Su Jin's palm, and it could be clearly engraved into the depths of her mind, and she would never forget it in this life.

At that time, she woke up in a daze and saw Su Jin sitting quietly on the edge of her bed, looking at her fixedly.

"Ah Jin." She didn't know how long she had been asleep, and her voice was a little dry and hoarse.

As if hearing her voice, Su Jin seemed to come back to her senses, settled down, and hurriedly leaned over and asked her, "Awake?" How does it feel? Does it hurt anywhere? ”

A series of questions made Li Xin's already sober mind really unable to turn around.

She shook her head a little sneeringly, and Su Jin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and slowly sat back in her seat. Li Xin was lying on the hospital bed, turning her head slightly, slightly puzzled, Su Jin's nervous expression, she was still a little uncomfortable when she saw her for the first time.

Seeing that the atmosphere seemed to be a little dignified, Li Xin opened her mouth slightly, and she deliberately called Su Jin, "I'm thirsty, I want to drink water, I want to eat." ”

Su Jin seemed to be a little absent-minded, and immediately got up and went to hand over water and things to Li Xindi.

Li Xin leaned against the bed and held the water cup in his hand in a daze, the temperature was suitable, and he grasped it just right.

She stared at the water glass in her hand, tears suddenly dripped down like that, and Su Jin, who was washing the apples and came out, saw Li Xin's appearance, and was stunned at the door.

"Ah Jin, don't be like this, don't ...... like this" Li Xin lowered her head, her falling hair blocked her face, and Su Jin couldn't see her expression clearly.

Just listening to Li Xin's trembling voice, Su Jin knew that she was crying.

Su Jin walked over slowly, slowly squatting in front of the white hospital bed, her face was pale that could no longer be maintained, she bent her back like that, leaning on Li Xin's bed, and couldn't suppress the pain and hoarseness, "Li Xin, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry......"

That was something Li Xin had never seen before, Su Jin looked like she was so broken and desperate, as if she had scattered all her arrogance in an instant, and she was humbly curled up, crying beside her.

Li Xin's legs, if for ordinary people, should be a relatively relieved result. If you stick to those hard rehab trainings, you may still be able to walk after that.

But for a dancer like her, who has been dancing since she can remember, it is tantamount to the bad news that the sky is thundering, except that walking normally is already reluctant, let alone dancing these strenuous movements.

Li Xin's face turned white, quietly listening to the doctor next to her talking about her injury, she was listening carefully to every word, and she was forced to accept every cruel truth.

Su Jin walked to the corridor outside, the cigarettes in his hands were replaced one after another, and there were ash cigarette butts on the ground.

In the days that followed, Su Jin and Li Xin spent every day numbly as if they were dead, sunrise and sunset, just quietly silent.

Su Jin became more and more silent, and her addiction to cigarettes became bigger and bigger, and from time to time she would smell of alcohol, Li Xin came back to her senses one day, turned her head to look at Su Jin who was asleep on the sofa, the tiredness between her eyebrows and eyes, such a decadent and embarrassed appearance, almost made her a little unrecognizable.

Li Xin slowly got out of bed, straightened her arms, and wanted to help her cover the sliding blanket, but just a slight touch made Su Jin wake up suddenly, she opened her eyes, looked at Li Xin in front of her and hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, do you want to drink water?" ”

Before Li Xin could reply, he hurriedly got up and poured water for her.

Li Xin looked at Su Jin's walking back and said loudly, "I'm not thirsty." ”

Su Jin didn't seem to hear her words, still with his back to her, pouring water.

"I said I'm not thirsty, Su Jin, did you hear me?" Li Xin said word by word to Su Jin.

"Bang Dang"

The glass in Su Jin's hand just slipped on the floor and fell apart.

Su Jin turned her back to her, quickly squatted down to pick up those glass shards, and said to Li Xin urgently: "You just stand there, don't move yet." ”

Li Xin looked at Su Jin, who was squatting on the ground and picking up the peeled pieces with his bare hands, and shouted in a choked voice: "Don't pick it up...... Su Jin don't pick up ......"

Su Jin ignored her, just blindly lowered her head and picked it up, muttering in her mouth: "Stand there and don't move, wait until I clean it up......"

"Su Jin, I told you not to pick it up!" Li Xin shouted at her with a trembling voice, "You turn around, why don't you dare to look back at me!" ”

Su Jin stopped moving, she turned her back to Li Xin, squatted in the dimly lit ward, and never looked back at her.

Li Xin stood behind her and suddenly smelled a faint smell of blood coming from the air.

She came back to her senses suddenly, staggered a little and ran in front of Su Jin, looking at the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and control her screams.

Su Jin squatted on the ground, bowing her head and looking uncertain. On the ground was a shard of glass, and the largest one was tightly held in the palm of Su Jin's hand, and the sharp edge cut through her palm, which was held by her, and almost fell into her flesh.

Bright red blood dripped down the fingers of her palms and fell onto the floor, shocking.

Li Xin squatted down violently, she quickly grabbed Su Jin's wrist, and said angrily and crying: "What are you doing!" Su Jin, are you crazy? ”

Li Xin grabbed Su Jin's fingers stiffly, and urged in a trembling voice: "You let go, let go quickly!" ”

In contrast to the blood all over the ground, Su Jin's face was completely as calm as ashes, she slowly raised her eyes, her eyes fell on Li Xin's anxious face, and she was stunned for a long time before she slowly spoke, "Look, it turns out that only in this way can I see you ......"

"It would have hurt, but I was still alive."

That bleak night, in a small hospital room, two girls kneeling in the pile of glass, weeping silently, and those bloody memories.

After all, it has become a brand that they can never forget in this life.

Su Jin leaned on the side of the bed and looked at the drunk Li Xin, the postures of the two overlapped for a moment after seven years.

Only this time, they are no longer the broken and helpless girls they used to be.

Su Jin slowly closed her eyes, and her consciousness gradually sank.

I have been burdened with wind and rain, and the years are difficult to change, how can such a person look forward to those ethereal wind and snow?