Shang Miao's voice was very soft, but Sheng Yu seemed to be frightened, and his whole body trembled.

His voice was shaking, "Don't speak, please, don't speak...... I'm scared."

He was afraid to hear the unforgiving and sarcastic words that came out of her mouth, and he was afraid that she was only bored and alienated from him.

It shouldn't be like this.

It shouldn't be like this between them.

Wrong...... They weren't like this before, it was him, it was he who forced Shang Miao to be like this.

Sheng Yu couldn't grasp Shang Miao anymore, and always felt that the whole person seemed to have no strength.

But the more he couldn't hold it, the harder he worked, but in fact, he didn't feel much when these forces fell on Shang Miao.

On the contrary, it was Sheng Yu, because he had a drip hanging on his hand, and he went up and down so hard that the blood flowed back.

So the section under the infusion tube was red, and blood began to come out of the needle on the back of his hand.

Shang Miao had taken care of her grandfather before, and probably knew how to deal with this, so she decisively broke Sheng Yu's hand away from her arm, and then put it back on the bed directly.

Sheng Yu's hands were empty, he looked at her blankly, and just as he was about to speak, he heard Shang Miao's emotionless voice: "Treat the injury on your hand first before speaking."

Sheng Yu shut up.

It's just that he still looked at Shang Miao with a gloomy expression.

The nurse came quickly, handled the needle in Sheng Yu's hand neatly, and then emphasized again that Sheng Yu should have a good infusion.

Shang Miao stayed in the ward for a while, and then prepared to leave: "Qi Song is outside, I asked him to come in to accompany you."

Sheng Yu opened his mouth, "One by one, I ......"

Shang Miao said without looking back, "Let's talk about the rest when you recover from your injuries."

Sheng Yu looked at her, but was a little stubborn, "There is nothing else, what I want to tell you is that since the day I knew that you were missing, I was afraid, I wanted to strangle Wei Tan and myself to death, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have fallen into such danger."

"One by one, give me a chance to make amends, okay? Sheng Yu used to be a bastard......

He looked at Shang Miao pleadingly, waiting for her sentence.

Shang Miao's hand holding the doorknob slowly tightened, she listened to Sheng Yu's dry and expectant voice, but her heart was barren.

She didn't move, her eyes lowered, looking at her knuckles that were white from the exertion, and she wanted to speak but felt her throat hurt.

It wasn't until a moment before she used all her strength to say the two words, "Not good."

Of course not.

Sheng Yu said that he wanted to compensate, but how to compensate and where to compensate?

Was it her youth, or the self-esteem that was trampled on when she was pointed at her nose and ridiculed, or the so-called protection of the real injuries that fell on her in his mouth?

In the years that Shang Miao has liked Sheng Yu, he has smoothed out his fiery feelings into a wasteland.

All those who later knew her said she was sane and said she was calm.

But would a truly rational and calm person really follow a person for so many years with such a dead heart - watching him be intimate with others, watching him give up himself for the sake of others.

Doesn't it hurt? Isn't it uncomfortable? Aren't you aggrieved?

It's just that she's locked in her shell by the calm cloak she's forged.

Especially after she saw Sheng Yu's tolerant and gentle love for others, how could she believe in him unreservedly in her already barren and dry heart?

A child who lacks love is both pitiful and pathetic.

She wants to be loved, but she never gets it.

When she was a child, her parents didn't love her, and later, Sheng Yu didn't love her either.

Shang Miao spent her entire youth obsessing with love, and it wasn't until later that she realized that she had never been qualified to be loved.

Because she can't talk about loving herself much.

The suitor is gone.

Shang Miao had already been broken once, so she chose to build on her heart wall one by one

nailed a fence to cut off everyone.

She could greet passers-by in the fence, but she could never let anyone in again.

She held on to the doorframe, her own eyes reddening, and her voice came out with all her strength.

"Sheng Yu, how many people will you say these things to, have you also said to Song Yinyin, you said that you were all fake before, and you have never had anything to do with anyone."

"But I've seen it all, I see you defending Song Yinyin so much, seeing that you like her so much, you must be the most clever liar in the world, there is no flaw at all."

"You've done a lot of intimate things together, you've said sweet things, and you've even had a lot of secrets that no one else knows...... You showed me what it is like to like someone, and why do you make me believe that you like me......

"You're so good at acting, what if you're lying to me too......

Shang Miao said the back, her voice choked, she lowered her head, and tears fell down in large numbers.

Shang Miao has a forbearant personality, and she is like this when she cries, biting her lip and not making a sound, just muffling her tears.

She said, "I'm not alone now, I can't afford to gamble, Sheng Yu, you let me go, you saved me, we don't owe each other in the future."

Shang Miao didn't give Sheng Yu time to react after speaking, so he opened the door and went out.

Qi Song and Lin Ya were still at the door, and when they saw her come out, Lin Ya was stunned: "What's wrong, why are you still crying?"

Shang Miao said in a hoarse voice: "Let's go back to the ward."

Lin Ya didn't care about anything else, and left with Xiao Sangguo in her arms.

Qi Song looked at their backs, raised his eyebrows and whistled, and turned his head and entered Sheng Yu's hospital room leisurely.

"What's wrong, why is she crying, you two finally complained to each other after experiencing life and death, and then you were moved to cry?"

Qi Song was accustomed to teasing, he looked at Sheng Yu with interest, until Sheng Yu raised his head, revealing scarlet pupils, and the smile on Qi Song's face slowly retracted.

He paused, "What the hell is going on?"

Sheng Yu hoarsely said, "She said that she and I don't owe each other anymore."

Qi Song: "Isn't that good?"

"She doesn't want me anymore." Sheng Yu's voice was almost hoarse, and he was angry with grievances: "She really doesn't want me anymore!"

Shang Miao said that he was a liar and would never believe him again.

Sheng Yu's chest seemed to have a knife on his chest, which happened to pierce him in the heart, and then shattered it so much that he couldn't even breathe.

But he couldn't pull out the knife, it was what he had pierced Shang Miao's heart with his own hands, and now she just gave it back to him.

Sheng Yu was so uncomfortable that he couldn't hear any sound clearly, his eyes were also blurry, and his head was full of Shang Miao just crying and asking him to let her go.

If he lets her go, who will let him go......

Sheng Yu's eyes were full of despair, he looked at the ceiling, enduring the suffocation feeling that his bones were hurting, he knew that his retribution was coming.