"What is this ......?"

Lin Xi was puzzled as he took out what he had touched and looked at it, but his eyes suddenly widened.

What she found was a utility knife, but to her shock, it wasn't clean, and the blade and blade were stained with dark red blood.

She looked down again and peeled open the money in the drawer, and saw that there were a lot of blood dripping from the bottom of the drawer, and even some of the money was stained with blood.

“… What's going on? Ji Yuanqi accidentally cut his hand? ”

Lin Xi's heart was full of questions, but the top priority was to buy fever medicine for Ji Yuanqi first, so he had to take the key first and put the utility knife back in its place.

The pharmacy is at the entrance of the community, in addition to buying thermometers and antipyretics, Lin Xi also bought painkillers, cold medicines, anti-inflammatory drugs, stomach medicines, band-aids, disinfectants and other medicines that should be kept at home, and directly brought a small medicine box back.

When she got home and walked into the room, Ji Yuanqi was sleeping in a daze under the quilt.

"Yuan Yuan?"

Lin Xi screamed, but Ji Yuan didn't respond, thinking that he was asleep.

Lin Xi leaned over and tried to stuff the thermometer into his clothes, only to find that Ji Yuanqi was in a cold sweat, and the long-sleeved T-shirt on his body was almost soaked.

simply got started directly, ready to take off Ji Yuanqi's clothes and change clothes for him. But this time, Lin Xi was stunned.

She saw that there were many scars of different shades on Ji Yuanqi's wrists.

One by one—obviously cut with a knife, it looks shocking.

Lin Xi stood beside the bed and didn't move for a long time. After a few moments, she took a deep breath to recover, her hands still trembling slightly.

silently changed into a clean T-shirt for Ji Yuanqi and put it on, then sat next to Ji Yuanqi and waited for the thermometer to arrive.

Ji Yuanqi was still asleep, and Lin Xi looked down.

His face was pale, his cheeks were a little sickly red, his long eyelashes trembled lightly with his unsteady breathing, and his eyebrows, eyes, and facial features were still stunningly beautiful.

Young age, illustrious family background, outstanding talent, and appearance far beyond ordinary people, any of them alone are enough to make ordinary people envious.

Why would such a teenager want to hurt himself?

What had he been through, and why was he so lonely?

Lin Xi took out the thermometer and looked at it, thirty-eight degrees five - fortunately, the burn was not too bad.

She brought fever medicine and helped Ji Yuanqi, who was unconscious, to feed him.

When Ji Yuanqi woke up again, it was already night.

Only the floor lamps were turned on in the room, and the night and starlight outside the window let in, and it was quiet.

He looked up, his head was not as heavy as it had been in the afternoon, and when he saw a few pieces of paper and a few pencils of different colors on the carpet, he went out of bed barefoot and picked up the paper to read.

This is the design draft that Lin Xi has already drawn, there are five in total, and the details have been perfected and colored.

Ji Yuanqi picked up the first one, and the picture showed a handsome young man with messy hair and thin skin, wearing a shirt and black school pants, leaning against the wall of the alley alone.

The shirt was an ordinary white shirt, but it had dozens of torn and cut notches, and blood stained through the fabric, smudged into the shape of a rose.

In his hand, hanging from the ground, he held a utility knife with blood stains on it. It's the same on the ground, like blood dropping on the ground and blooming into gorgeous flowers.

The boy looked lonely, looking like he was being bullied and self-harming, and his eyes showed deep numbness and despair.

Ji Yuanqi was stunned for a moment, and picked up the second sketch.

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