"Is this the case, does my life have meaning?" Shen Yifan waved his hands angrily in the air and roared, his handsome face full of confusion and despair.
"...You still have your piano and your dream..." Xiaodie said bitterly.
"Without you, my music would have no soul..." Shen Yifan slumped down on the bed, his hands trembling constantly.
Xiaodie was silent, feeling a little pity for Shen Yifan like this.
Yes, none of this is his fault.
Even if Fei'er is injured, she is kidnapped, and Wen Shijue is threatened, none of this is his fault. Even his relationship with Tong Sheng is not his fault. It is not difficult to understand that such a living environment breeds such abnormal love. …
So, whose fault is it? Who caused all these mistakes?
Xiaodie sat with Shen Yifan for a while, keeping him company with silence.
The mobile phone on the small cabinet beside Shen Yifan's bed rang. Shen Yifan seemed to have no intention of answering it. He just sat there and let it ring.
Xiaodie stood up, picked up the phone, and checked the caller number. Wen Shijue?
"Take it!" Xiaodie handed it to Shen Yifan. What was Wen Shijue doing with Shen Yifan?
Shen Yifan obediently pressed the answer button and said in a hoarse voice: "Hey...she's here..."
Shen Yifan's face slowly turned sinister, and his two thick eyebrows were locked together, but he never took the phone away from his ear, as if he was listening attentively: "Well..."
Xiaodie was thinking, what they are talking about seems to have something to do with her!
After a long time, Shen Yifan put down his phone and said, "You and Wen Shijue..."
"He is very good to me. He has always taken care of me after so many things happened!" Xiaodie said seriously. Speaking of Wen Shijue, the expression on her face became much more vivid.
Shen Yifan nodded thoughtfully, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "That's good... I'm sorry that I caused you trouble!
His tone was polite and distant, and even his always gentle eyes became a little cold: "He will pick you up at the back door..."
"Then I'll leave first!" Xiaodie said, stood up, thought for a while and then said: "Shen Yifan, I may not come to see you in the future, you have to take care of yourself!"
Shen Yifan's nose was so sore that he was about to say "yes", but the sound disappeared in his tight throat, leaving Xiaodie with only a somewhat embarrassed smile.
Xiaodie turned around and walked out of the ward. When she was about to disappear at the door, Shen Yifan finally called out: "Xiaodie!"
"Huh?" Xiaodie turned around, looked at Shen Yifan, and smiled: "What's wrong?"
"...Can you hug me again?" Shen Yifan tried to show some indifference and said in a relaxed tone.
Xiaodie smiled, and her smile was still as beautiful and refined as Shen Yifan remembered, like a night lily under the moon.
Opening his arms, he hugged Shen Yifan tightly: "Live well. You must not die before I die. Do you understand?"
"I remember..." Shen Yifan choked and tears fell.
Xiaodie hugged Shen Yifan, thinking that this would be her last hug. Thinking of the past, the beautiful moments on campus, she felt nostalgic in her heart, and tightened the strength of her hands.
Even if it’s to say goodbye to everything in the past!
No matter how long we hug, we still have to separate.