[Comprehensive] Did Zhixi watch pretty boys today?

When receiving the notification from the police, Zhi Xi was having breakfast with Hong Jiao Dong.She almost stayed up all night, her eyes were blue and black, and she just paused her fingers in the face of such news, and continued to stuff the rest of the toast into her mouth in a trance.

He turned off the phone and threw it aside, "I'll go with you."

"...Huh? But wouldn't this be too good?"

"It's okay, Zhixi," he stood up, and brought out a glass of warm water from the kitchen, "I just don't worry about you being alone."

After a night, the woman's mood didn't look as bad as last night.Hong Jiaodong observed her eyes carefully, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after not noticing the obvious red bloodshot—in any case, this at least proved that she didn't cry again after going back to her room to rest last night.

He was worried that she would hurt her eyes by crying for too long.

Zhi Xi took the warm water and drank it in small sips, while her other hand was held by the trend.

She paused and looked up.

"You... don't be afraid."

Hong Jiaodong looked at her quietly, his voice was very soft, but inexplicably calmed the anxiety she was trying to suppress.There was a thin layer of calluses on his palm and fingertips, the bones were slender, and the muscles were well-proportioned and full of strength—it was the touch in her memory, but it was more secure than that.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she didn't speak immediately. After the liquid in the cup bottomed out, she slowly said, "Jiao Dong, I'm not afraid."

"I just... don't know how to face him, Dabi."

Saying that he is an enemy is not an enemy, and saying that a friend is not a friend. Now that he was seriously injured and arrested, the root cause also comes from her—up to now, Zhixi doesn't know how to face such an old man with an ambiguous position. , not to mention the time seven years ago, she was the one who lied.

Under such circumstances, she was still the first person Dabi said she wanted to see after waking up.

Zhi Xi didn't know what to think.

She was silent, the thoughts in her heart were floating up and down, and each of them stretched out innumerable threads. It had been a long time before she came to her senses, but the person in front of her never spoke to interrupt, or asked.

If she didn't mention it, he wouldn't ask either.

He just looked at her quietly, his strange eyes were calm and level as a mirror.

"...Jiao Dong, although I know that I am not wrong, but sometimes when I think about it, I still get into a dead end, wondering if I did something wrong."

Hong didn't speak, waiting for her next words.

"Do you know how I got away from him? Because I lied."

"I lied to him, I made a false promise, and then ran away while he was not prepared, it's despicable."

"If I was only facing a simple and pure 'assailant', I don't think I would have such a psychological burden at all, but Jiao Dong, I didn't understand until later that a person like him should say that kind of thing to a person. It takes a lot of courage to speak—I even suspect that at that time, he put all his eggs in one basket to believe me."

In the end, her breathing was already unstable, and the unheld hand twisted the hem of the clothes unconsciously, and her knuckles turned white.

Zhixi didn't think about these issues at all at the time, but now that she thinks about it, she feels that she can really destroy all the goodwill and trust that Dupi has in this world.

"Twig Xi."

"……what?"

"Actually, I'm just sad."

"It makes me sad to leave you alone for a month in a place with unknown dangers, where your freedom is restricted."

Hong Jiaodong lowered his eyes, but exerted a little force on the hand holding her, "I regret it, why didn't I protect you at that time, why didn't I appear by your side earlier."

He didn't care who she met, what she did, or whether she hurt others.

He was just afraid that she would be wronged.

Zhi Xi opened her mouth in a daze, "...it's unreasonable, Jiao Dong, you are unreasonable."

"I've never reasoned with you."

After the man finished speaking, he took out a tissue to wipe off the drops of water from the corners of her lips.

"...Forget it, let's go."

She didn't want to struggle with herself anymore, she stood up and walked towards the entrance, but the hem of her clothes was pulled.

"Zhixi, if you don't want to go, it doesn't matter."

"Uh," Zhi Xi was taken aback, "But this is a request from the police, we still have to cooperate..."

"It doesn't matter," Hong Jiaodong repeated, loosening his fingers, making a gesture to get the phone, "If you don't want to go, I won't let anyone force you."

"—Frozen,"

Zhi Xi stopped the man, a long-lost smile finally merged in her voice, "I'm not that fragile, so I won't shrink back because of this kind of thing."

"Let's go."

This time, he changed from being stunned to a bang, and he stood there in silence for a few seconds, then said abruptly, "...don't you want to rest for a while?"

"No need," Zhi Xi said while walking towards the entrance, "Go early and come back early, I still want to come back and take a nap."

"Okay, let's have a good sleep in the afternoon."

The corners of the lips that had been tense loosened a little.

It seems to have cheered up.

……

When they arrived outside the ward, a uniformed police officer was waiting for them in the hallway.

"Let me introduce myself. I am one of the police officers in charge of this case, Genichiro Yagi. This time I invited Ms. Erzhixi to come here because of the request of the criminal Dabi," the young police officer spoke straight to the point, very neatly, but He paused when he said this, "In order to obtain more information about the fugitive from him, we chose to meet his request after discussion."

Standing aside, Hong Jiaodong was keenly aware of some subtleties, "Is it because it is useless to threaten him with sentencing?"

He has always been very direct in his speech, and his face did not move when he said the word "threatening" directly in front of the police. Yagi Genichiro was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized: "The inspection report came out, except this time it was caused by the hero's heartbreak. In addition to serious injuries, Dabi's physical condition is not optimistic, he was found to be suffering from multiple organ failure, and his time...is numbered."

Zhi Xi's fingers moved slightly.

The people beside her noticed it and held her hand calmly.

Yagi continued: "Because he only asked to see Ms. Erzhixi, and we only submitted Miss Erzhixi's name when we applied to the superior, so we asked Mr. Jiao Dong, the hero, to wait outside for a while. Erzhixi Miss Xi, please change your clothes and enter this ward. Don't worry, the criminal has lost his ability to move, and there is a microphone connected to the outside world in the ward, your conversations can be heard, if something goes wrong, I will come in immediately."

"Ok."

At this time, there was a chuckle in the ward.

All three people outside had a meal.

Through the special glass window of the intensive care unit, Zhixi saw that the light inside was a bit dim, and the man on the hospital bed opened his eyes at some point and was looking at her.

Behind the transparent breathing mask, the corners of his lips seemed to be hooked, and he pulled out a vague smile.

There was nothing "friendly" about that smile.

He turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell on the black-haired woman's holding hand. Two seconds later, a distorted voice came out after being analyzed and reconstructed by the current: "...Why, you guys, are you so afraid of me? "

The meaning of provocation is self-evident.

He couldn't hear the outside communication in the ward, but he acted as if he had absorbed all the conversations between the police officer and the woman.Yagi Genichiro frowned, and urged: "Miss Erzhixi, go and change first."

Zhi Xi came back to her senses, "Ah, yes."

……

The curtains in the ward were drawn tightly, and there was only a small, dimly lit lamp at the head of the bed as the light source.

The woman's eyes flicked across the various electronic instruments around the hospital bed. She couldn't understand those values. The only thing she knew was the line that fluctuated regularly on the screen of the heart rate monitor.

This proves that the man is still alive.

She didn't hesitate anymore, and sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed, "Davi."

The person on the hospital bed was wearing a breathing mask, his eyes were closed, and his body was covered under a white sheet, without any ups and downs, as if he was already a corpse.

Zhixi waited for a while.

There was no movement.

After another minute passed, she finally couldn't hold back, and stretched out her hand——Zhi Xi wasn't sure how many parts of the other person's body were good, so she didn't dare to touch it randomly. After a little hesitation, she put her hand on the man's forehead, A little pat on the back.

"Davi, wake up." She whispered.

His eyelashes moved, and his eyes slowly opened.

But he didn't speak.

For a while, only the sound of instruments could be heard in the ward.

"...you are here."

After a moment of silence, the man finally spoke, his voice hoarse, like a rough abrasive board.

Zhi Xi was startled by his voice and frowned slightly, and quickly returned to normal, "Well, I'm here, what do you want to say?"

"I'm in a hurry, Zhixi."

The tone is surprisingly soft.

Dabi turned her head, her blue eyes drifted aimlessly in the air for two seconds, and landed on her face.

"You are in a hurry, you want to get out of here quickly, right?"

"..."

"At that time, I thought you ran away from me in order to return to Xiongying."

After struggling out of the illusion she gave, Dabi thought that this would be the worst possible outcome.

"But you didn't."

She disappeared, without a trace in this world.

He had stalked her friends for years in the shadows, thinking he could pick up clues from others.

But no.

If it weren't for the trivial things she left behind in that small room, Dabi would almost think that that month was a dream he imagined.

The man's hoarse voice was no longer the tone in Zhixi's memory, he seemed to have walked through wind and frost for many years, and his voice was full of exhaustion.

"...Tell me, what were you thinking about that month, Zhixi?"

"I thought about a lot of things that month, and what I thought about the most was how to leave you."

Zhi Xi stood up and looked down at him, originally in a condescending posture, but she acted like an old friend exchanging greetings after many years.

"—I left you to save myself."

After all, my heart softened.

Zhixi thought.

She could have not told the truth to the person in front of her, and let him bear the pain of being deceived until his death.

Although Dabi never hurt her in that month, Zhixi never canceled the fact that he imprisoned herself, she had a scale in her heart, and weighed everything others gave her.

She can not worry about it, but it does not conflict with not forgiving.

"Davi, my personality has been restored since the first day I woke up in that room."

"I did lie to you. I played the role of a blind man in front of you for a month."

"I also hid the blade under the pillow to protect you."

"—But even so, even so..."

"Zhixi,"

The man who had been quiet interrupted her. He looked at her with a thin layer of light floating in his eyes.

I look nostalgic.

"You are still so gentle, you."

Zhi Xi was speechless.

Dubi probably knew what she was going to say next - [Even so, you have no right to blame me].

He knew she had every reason to say that, because seven years ago, he was the one who did wrong.

But this kind of words, from her point of view, is cruelty to herself and tolerance to him.

Because she is such a gentle person, even though her heart is as clear as a mirror, and the boundaries between love and hate are clear - she still can't bear it.

So, he spoke for her.

"I know, even if this is the case, it is my own fault."

The man's hand moved, caressing and stretching out in the quilt, and gently held hers.

His hands were cold and dry, the margins of his fingers were thin and emaciated, and rough, the accumulation of years of wounds.

"Zhi Xi, I was wrong, I apologize to you, okay?"