Wang Ziyi looked at the bracelet in the doctor's hand with a blank expression, reached out and touched his arm, only to find that the bracelet on it was missing.

"Thank you."

She politely took the bracelet, thanked her softly, and put it back on her wrist, a smile in the doctor's beautiful eyes.

"Take a break."

I nodded and said, "Okay, I'm sorry doctor."

My mother sent people out, I turned to look at Wang Ziyi and asked, "What did you just say?"

Wang Ziyi looked at the bracelet and was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses: "I haven't seen Gao Haoyi for a long time, and even Gao Lanxi hasn't come to school for a long time."

"They...... It's going to be okay, right? ”

"Just like you, do you still have time to worry about others? Take care of yourself first! ”

Wang Ziyi poked my head and stood up to leave, but Zhao Yong pushed open the door and walked in at this time.

"Xiaomei, I bought lunch and came back, let's eat together."

My face suddenly turned gloomy: "What are you still doing here?"

My mother is now like a different person, looking to stand next to Zhao Yong and say to me: "Nuonuo, your father has been here for the past few days, in order to take care of you."

"Didn't I say that? Let him go! ”

I stretched out my hand and pulled the pillow behind my back and hit Zhao Yong, and Zhao Yong's words echoed in my mind, who did you kill and why did you hurt people......

When I think of his tone of indifference to me that day, my heart hurts dullly, he is my real father, how can he be so selfish, just for himself to disturb us again and again.

"Don't move, Nono, don't move, beware of pulling the needle on the back of your hand."

Wang Ziyi grabbed my hand and patted me gently on the back, a mixture of anger and sorrow mixed in my heart, they churned in my chest, igniting the air around me.

I didn't speak, I just glared at Zhao Yong with sharp eyes, and those eyes seemed to shoot sparks! I felt as if my eyes were watering out of my eyes.

During this time, the pent-up emotions erupted like a volcano, and I sat on my bed without saying a word, and the room was so quiet that I could hear a needle falling to the ground.

"Nuno, Mom knows that you are angry, but no matter how you say it, he is also your father."

I wiped away my tears: "Mom, why did you start protecting him?"

"Mom just doesn't want you to be stuck in those bad emotions and can't get out."

"What bad mood? Hatred? Or sadness? ”

The more I talked, the more excited I became, I reached out and pulled out the infusion tube on the back of my hand, and walked off the bed, my mother panicked and walked towards me, and someone rang the pager at the bedside.

Zhao Yong was squeezed aside by the medical staff carrying the takeaway, and I was grabbed by the arms of my mother and Wang Ziyi, and sat on the bed again.

A little nurse quickly helped me connect the IV tube, and there was an extra needle hole on the back of my hand.

I curled up in a ball and lay on the bed, my chest feeling like I was being pressed by a big rock, I couldn't breathe, and my suppressed cries rang out intermittently.

"You all go out, I want to stay by myself......"

This summer, there are gentle winds and romantic dusks, noisy midnight streets, and laughing and angry crowds, but all these have no color.

A month after I was discharged, I was back in the hospital, this time in the psychiatric department.

"Mr. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao, your daughter's psychological condition is not very good, I suggest to accompany her more."

I stood in the doorway and looked through the glass, and my mom took the doctor's hand, the thin piece of paper still shaking.

My eyes were covered by my long hair, and I turned to sit on a bench beside me, long and short scars of varying shades under the long black sleeves.