He wants to remember her by himself. Even if he forgets, she will help him remember that he once loved Roy like this.
Thinking of this, tears burst out from Ruoyi's eyes, Fu Xichen, what do you mean?
In the car, Ruoyi cried softly. Fu Xiyu saw Ruoyi crying through the rearview mirror and thought she was scared. He endured his pale face and comforted softly: "Ruoyi, don't cry, I will."
It’s okay.”
Will it happen? Will it be okay? She also hopes that it will be okay...
The three of them stopped talking and the car sped towards the hospital in the city center.
———————————————————————————————————— Ruoyi has never seen Fu Xichen like this.
She had seen Fu Xichen angry, angry and tender.
I saw him more cynically, with a naughty smile on his face.
A pair of pale blue eyes were slightly squinted, shining brightly, his eyebrows were raised frivolously, and his hands were digging into his trouser pockets lazily.
Such an image is Fu Xichen's image in Ruoyi's mind.
Now, looking at Fu Xichen who was unconscious on the hospital bed, with thick gauze wrapped around his head and his eyes tightly closed, Ruoyi couldn't say a word.
Ye Xiaoran had already arrived when Fu Xiyu and Ruoyi came in.
Ye Xiaoran sat quietly by the bed, her face neither sad nor happy, and she didn't even shed a single tear.
This is not how Ye Xiaoran usually looks like. Ye Xiaoran usually has a soft heart and is very weak, but now, her eyes are looking at Fu Xichen on the bed.
Her eyes were gentle, firm, yet calm, guarding Fu Xichen quietly.
When Fu Xiyu and Ruoyi walked in, Ye Xiaoran turned back calmly, glanced at Fu Xiyu and Ruoyi, and said softly: "Are you here?"
"How is he?" Fu Xiyu stepped forward, with undisguised concern in his eyes, and his beautiful eyes fell gently on Fu Xichen's face.
Ye Xiaoran gently moved her head away, her eyes fell on Fu Xichen's paper-pale face again, and she spoke softly: "The internal bleeding has been controlled through surgery, and CT, MRI, etc. were also done, but...
He still hasn't woken up."
As she spoke, Ye Xiaoran gently raised her pale and soft hand, placed it on Fu Xichen's forehead, and gently stroked the thick gauze. Her eyes were filled with sadness, as if she was talking to herself, or as if she was dealing with Xichen.
I said.
"I should have stopped him from going out, how could I let him go out? Last night, I should have hugged him with all my strength." She murmured softly.
She didn't shed a single tear. Since she received the call from the hospital, except for her body becoming weak, she hadn't shed a single tear.
Fu Xichen, I have nothing to cry about. If you live, I will live. If you die, I can't live either.
She was like a pliable dodder, with no personality of her own, not that attractive, and even less attractive to Fu Xichen.
However, she depends on Fu Xichen for survival.
Even though Fu Xichen likes Ruoyi, even though she loves Fu Xichen so humbly.
There's nothing she can do to change this, she just depends on Fu Xichen.
All the joys and sorrows, love and hatred, are all because of Fu Xichen.
Ruoyi stood behind Fu Xiyu, her eyebrows lowered slightly, her face pale, making it hard to see clearly.
Fu Xiyu patted Ruoyi's shoulder gently, and then he and Uncle Quan hurriedly walked out to find Fu Xichen's doctor.
In the room, the only silence left was the sound of the ventilator beside Fu Xichen.
Ye Xiaoran raised her head, looked at Royi who was standing there, and said softly: "He...did he go to find you?"
Hearing Ye Xiaoran's words, Royce raised her head gently, her eyes filled with guilt, she narrowed her eyes slightly and nodded.
Seeing Ruoyi nodding, Ye Xiaoran suddenly laughed. He didn't laugh out loud, but the corners of his lips were raised high.
"I'm sorry." Zoe said, feeling extremely guilty.
It's all because of her that Ye Xiaoran suffered like this and Fu Xichen suffered like this.
Ye Xiaoran turned away and said calmly: "It's not your fault. He said he would forget you. That's why he went to the airport and wanted to leave here. However, something like this happened. Everything happened.
Do not blame you."
Who is to blame? It can only be said that creation has played a trick on humans. It can only be said that it is God's will.
Ye Xiaoran raised her head slightly and looked at Roy, feeling a slight pain in her heart.
No one is wrong in all this. Is it wrong for Fu Xichen to like Ruoyi?
Is it wrong for Roy to not like him?
Or is it wrong for Ye Xiaoran to like Fu Xichen like this?
Ruoyi took a step forward and sat opposite Ye Xiaoran, on the other side of the bed.
Raising his eyes, his eyes fell on Fu Xichen's face on the bed, with pale lips, closed eyebrows, and an oxygen mask gently attached to that handsome face.
However, at this moment, I can no longer see those radiant and colorful eyes.
Outside the door of the ward, the conversation between Fu Xiyu and the hospital doctor could be heard faintly, but could not be heard clearly.
Ye Xiaoran acted as if he couldn't hear anything, holding Fu Xichen's hand tightly in his palm, and his eyes fell on his face dreamily.
"Then what happened to him?" Fu Xiyu's voice was filled with a slight venom, and he spoke in a deep voice, which was clearly transmitted into the room.
Roy turned his head and saw the door.
"Well, there is no danger to his life. However, whether his brain was injured or not will be known only after he wakes up."
"What do you mean?" Fu Xiyu's cold voice sounded again.
Although the doctor was a little helpless, he still said bravely: "His brain imaging is now normal, but after he wakes up, there are many possibilities."
"Maybe it will be very normal, maybe..."
The doctor stopped talking, leaving a lot of room for what happened next, maybe...
Fu Xiyu's voice stopped coming, and there was deathly silence outside the door.
Ruoyi looked back gently and looked at Ye Xiaoran. She seemed not to have heard the conversation outside the door at all.
Or maybe, you heard it and didn't care at all.
Maybe, too many maybes, but no matter what, she will stay by his side.
Ruoyi stood up and didn't want to watch anymore. She didn't know how things could develop like this. Everything seemed like a dream.
She had just lost a child, and Fu Xichen was lying in the hospital.
Are things in this world so unpredictable?
If Fu Xichen could let go of his obsession early, everything from now on would never happen.