The hospital's redundant corridors were lit with flickering white lights, blazing and dull, and the thick smell of disinfectant water was full of cascading figures, coming and going, calm and almost suffocating anxiety.

"Who are the family members of the 402 beds?"

The doctor pushed open the cold gray door at the end from the inside, and the girl in the white hood next to her stood up, brushing away her broken hair, revealing only a faint red peach blossom eye.

"I am."

Ye Ning's voice was very faint.

"Miss Ye, the patient's condition has basically stabilized, but he still needs to stay in the hospital for a few days to see the situation."

The doctor flipped through the medical record book in his hand and couldn't help but glance at Ye Ning.

The face of the person in front of him was pale and transparent, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth were extremely dazzling, like a demon who had not yet dissipated his anger.

Breathtaking.

"Thank you."

Ye Ning thanked softly, and pushed the door straight in.

The curtains of the ward were drawn very tightly, the light was dim, and the instruments beside the bed were clearly extinguished, and a scarred silhouette faintly appeared.

"Xiubai?"

Ye Ning called, but subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

Lu Xiubai's injury is in the lungs, it shouldn't be that the whole body is bandaged, such an injury is more like ......

Before the broken thoughts could connect, a low voice came from his ears.

"Ah Ning......"

Ye Ning's fingers pinching the food box stiffened, scolded in his heart, and turned around to walk towards the door.

She should have thought that he was alone in City A, and even the consent form for admission to the hospital was signed with her name.

After finishing the payment procedures, she only cared about being led by the nurse in a muffled voice, but she didn't expect that the first person to enter was his ward.

"Don't go."

He hadn't taken two steps before he heard the sound of metal colliding and toppling, and a bony hand clamped Ye Ning's wrist.

The strength was so great that her fingertips turned white.

Ji Youfan was half hanging in the air, the infusion shelf next to him fell to the ground, and a pair of burning eyes lit up in the dim light.

He repeated it again in a soft voice.

"Don't go."

Ye Ning glanced at the misplaced needle on the back of his hand that pierced the blood vessel, sighed, and the strength of the struggle relaxed.

The spare hand placed the food box next to the bed, lifted the overturned infusion stand, and pressed the switch.

After all this, she looked at him for a long time, her eyes were deep, and she did not speak.

The atmosphere in the ward seemed to freeze.

In the end, Ji Youfan was defeated, and the bandages on the wound oozed bits with bits of blood, and the pain made him can't help but snort.

"Ah Ning, do you hate me so much?"

"Nope."

Ye Ning responded, glanced at the injuries on his body, and just wanted to press the nurse bell at the head of the bed, he was pulled into his arms.

The cold and bitter breath instantly overwhelmed her, and the slender eyelashes swept across the bridge of her warm nose, light as the summer wind.

She raised her hand against his sinking head, but the palm of her hand was imprinted on his soft lips.

"If you want to die, you don't have to take me with you."

Ye Ning's voice was extremely cold, with a bit of forbearance and suppressed violence.

"Ah Ning......" His eyes were full of restraint, and he put on a gesture of confiding.

Ye Ning didn't have the patience to continue playing with him, but due to his injury, she had to compromise temporarily.

"I shouldn't have let you go."

He spoke very slowly, scratching her palms a little bit.

"I love you so much......"

"Really."

"Wrong." Ye Ning curled her fingers slightly, her brows furrowed slightly. "You've been with me for so many years, it's just obsession."

“……”

"You're desperately trying to fill that big hole in your heart with other people's love and pain."

"But from the very beginning, you didn't believe in love, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Hearing this, the person in front of her instantly stiffened, and she gently slapped away his shackled hand, and propped up her body to look at him.

The movements were gentle, but there was no trace of pity between the words.

She stared coldly at his deep pupils and slowly spat out the name.

"Shen worried."

"You can't forget her."

"Shut up."

Hearing those two words, Ji Youfan's face turned fierce, his narrow eyes narrowed, and his body exuded a dangerous aura that no one should enter.

"I'm not a substitute for anyone."

"Of course it won't save you."

Facing Ji Youfan, whose mood changed suddenly, Ye Ning turned a deaf ear, stood up, and continued to speak to herself.

"If you still want to make me miserable and make me hate you."

"I'm sorry."

"You're probably going to be disappointed."