"Honey, it was you last night, right?" Duanmu Xiu put his arm around her waist and felt that her body was lighter than before. She was so thin that it made him feel distressed. Smelling the familiar smell wafting from her body, he finally
It was certain that he was not hallucinating last night, but it was true that she had appeared beside him.
Xiahou Xiyue knew that she could not break away from his arms, so she no longer wasted energy and nodded lightly.
"The man you saw on the bed that night when your accident happened was not me. He was the man Jiang Ruoying found. You should give me a chance to explain." He didn't blame her, but felt sorry for her.
Xiahou Xiyue said nothing, just looked at him with sad eyes, as if she had a thousand words to say but could not say them out.
"Let the past go by. As long as you come back to me, I don't want anything." Her earnest eyes tightly grabbed her gaze.
Xiahou Xiyue looked at him faintly, but shook her head in despair.
"Why?" She rejected him, and the hand holding her waist tightened suddenly.
Xiahou Xiyue bit her lower lip, then opened her mouth and tried to speak, but what came out was just a silent stream of air.
"Your voice..." Duanmu Xiu looked at her mouth in shock.
Xiahou Xiyue nodded sadly. She took out a pen and paper from her pocket and wrote a line on her notepad: "I am mute."
There was a hint of pain in his deep black eyes, and he asked in a low voice, "Is it caused by the accident two years ago?"
Xiahou Xiyue wrapped the notebook in her hand tightly and nodded in a panic.
Duanmu Xiu's palm gently slid across her neck, and he said distressedly: "Your throat is not injured, and your vocal cords should be fine. I will take you to see Huai Xi."
Xiahou Xiyue shook her head and wrote on her notepad: "It's useless. The best doctor has seen it."
"Huai Xi is the best doctor, be good and go see him." Duanmu Xiu grabbed her waist domineeringly and pulled her to the car half-hugging her.
Perhaps because she knew she couldn't run away, she followed his instructions and got into the car. Duanmu Xiu immediately asked Wuhen to drive to the hospital.
Xiahou Xiyue pursed her lips, scribbled some words on her notebook, and then handed it to him.
The white piece of paper said: "When the accident happened, I already knew that the person was not you."
Looking at those words, Duanmu Xiu's face showed a look of shock and confusion. He stared at her: "Since you already knew it was not me, why didn't you see me?" He also asked Xia Houxuan'er to take him to an empty building.
Grave, making him think she was dead, why was she so cruel to him?
She wrote eight words on the paper, "Can't forgive, can't face it." A teardrop fell in the middle, and she fainted instantly.
"Fool, you are torturing yourself and me." Needless to say, he already understood that she could not forgive herself or face him.
Drops of tears gradually soaked the paper, and she wrote: "You should blame me." She was the one who caused their baby to die. If he blamed himself, then she would feel better.
"I blame you, I should blame you, blame you for taking all the responsibilities on yourself, blame you for avoiding me like this." Did she know how hard it was for him to find her? He thought she didn't want to see her.
He thought he had betrayed her, but who knew, in the end, it was just for this trivial reason.
