Chapter Thirty-Seven: Unhealable Wounds
Wu Jiajia and Jiang Jie Zhe have also arrived, things are just so unpredictable, the more you don't want to see someone, the more fate arranges for you to meet, otherwise, why would there be so much suffering?
Wu Jiajia had a bespoke evening gown made in the store, and it's said that the designer of this store is an Italian returnee who studied abroad, and his works are very unique and have a good reputation worldwide.
"Big sister, I'm begging you, can't you just spare me? I really don't suit wearing a skirt! Don't torture me anymore!" Xia Xuan clasped his hands together in supplication.
The skirt is very beautiful, a white jumpsuit with floral patterns on the shoulders, a waistband, and knee-length hem with sparkling diamonds, simple design but fresh and elegant, probably wearing it will have a kind of celestial fairy feeling.
How could Jiang Jie Zhe forget this voice? Following the sound, Jiang Jie Zhe walked over.
"Just try it out, okay? I'm begging you!" Li Jina just wanted to see the effect.
"Are you sure? Are you mentally prepared?" Xia Xuan's eyes had a warning look.
Li Jina said, "What's the big deal about wearing a skirt? It can't be that scary! Wearing a skirt doesn't mean you'll turn into Sadako! Back when I watched The Ring, girls weren't even scared."
"Of course!" Li Jina nodded firmly.
Xia Xian let out a sigh, her face a picture of resignation, making the waiters feel that this woman didn't seem like she was wearing a skirt, but rather as if she were on her way to be executed. The skirt is really beautiful!
Xia Xian turned around and entered the fitting room, just catching a glimpse of Jiang Jie Zhe. Jiang Jie Zhe had an expression of guilt on his face, but Xia Xian didn't pay much attention to it and walked straight in.
"Azhe, what's wrong?" Wu Jiajia had just seen that Jiang Zhe was not feeling well and followed him over after getting the evening dress.
"It's nothing, I just saw Xia Xian." Jiang Lixue's dejected expression was plain to see.
Wu Jiajia buried her head again, Xia Xian, Xia Xian, you really are everywhere!
"Let's go!" Wu Jiajia linked her arm with Jiang Ze's, unintentionally pulling him along. She didn't want to see her again; it was a conditioned reflex that had already formed.
"Later." Jiang Jie Zhe really wanted to see her in a skirt.
In his memory, Xia Xian only wore a skirt once on stage, singing "Need Practice to Break Up", singing so hoarse and heartbreaking that even the people below the stage were tearful, and after she finished this song, her vocal cords were torn and she couldn't sing again.
He knew she was singing for him, the last song she sang for him. That night he sang "Hand in Hand", and with that, their love story came to an end.
When they were in love, the two of them had held hands and sang "Love is Beautiful" at a party, envying everyone to death. Who would have thought that the ending would be so bleak?
Li Jina picked up a magazine from the sofa and flipped through it casually, her mind still drawing a beautiful picture of Xia Xian.
The fitting room door opened and Xia Xuan slowly walked out, smiling at Li Jinai.
"Bang!" The magazine fell to the ground, Li Jina's eyes widened like bronze bells, covering her mouth, "Teng" got up suddenly, looking at Xia Xuan in disbelief, shocked speechless.
Jiang Jie and Wu Jiajia couldn't believe their eyes either, how could this be?
"Xianxian, how did you get so many scars on your body?" Li Jina grabbed Xian's arm and shook it hard, she couldn't believe that this was the kind of body the girl in front of her should have.
Xia Xian smiled calmly and looked at these past scars, curled his lips, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.
Jiang Jie tightly clenched his fists, his bones crackling with a "ka-cha" sound. Xuan Xuan, what kind of suffering did you endure? How could you become like this?
"I told you, I was in a car accident. This is what's left after the accident." Xia Xian said simply, stroking the eye-catching scar.
Arms, legs, and even collarbones, scar after scar, eye-catching and striking, making people's hearts ache to the bone. How many rounds did she walk on the line between life and death before coming back?
"Xuan Xuan, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were like this...I didn't mean to..." Li Jinai was filled with self-reproach, hastily apologizing to Xia Xuan. She who had always been fluent in scolding others now stuttered, her eyes red-rimmed, unsure if it was from anxiety or heartache.
"It's nothing, I'm used to it already. These are just lessons!" Xia Xian still smiled as usual, but this smile looked so painful, so miserable.
Xuan Xuan, saying sorry again and again can't make up for the harm I've caused you.
"Xia Xuan, don't go too far! If you have any grievances, take it out on me!" Jiang Jie Zhe angrily pushed Xia Xuan away and pulled Wu Jiajia behind him.
"Hmph, you spoil someone and they really can be spoiled rotten!" Xia Xian smiled wryly, ridiculing him, then turned around with a flourish and left with a swagger.
He didn't know that at the time, Xia Xuan's vocal cords were torn and it took half a day to say a word; he didn't know that at the time, Xia Xuan had a high fever of 39 degrees for three days without retreating; he didn't know that at the time, Xia Xuan's stomach disease was severe, vomiting blood and diarrhea...
A screeching brake pierced through the air, adding a crimson din to what was once a bustling street.
"Ah!"
Like this, Xia Xuan fell in front of him, falling into a pool of blood.
"..." Li Jina didn't know what to say, she didn't know how to comfort him. Maybe if the thing hadn't happened to herself, any comfort would seem superfluous.
"I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to pity me. People who are pitied must have something despicable about them, and I think I'm not despicable, so I shouldn't be pitied." Xia Xuan rubbed Li Jina's tense face and said with a smile.
"Xuan Xuan, I didn't mean it like that." Li Jina hurriedly explained.
"I know, what's done is done, whether I knew or not doesn't change anything, facts are facts and can only be accepted. Do you remember when I asked you how your makeup skills were coming along? Once you're good at it, help me cover up my flaws." Xia Xian tried to ease the atmosphere a bit, she didn't want her friend to feel guilty, especially over something that involved her.
"No problem, I'll take care of this!" Li Jina promised, patting her chest repeatedly.
"Waiting for you to come out of the mountain!" Xia Xuan still had that hint of a smile.
"A car accident ruined your life." Looking at Xia Xuan's enchanting smile, Li Jin felt a pang of sorrow in her heart, her nose sour, and tears almost fell out.
"Although the car accident happened to me, it wasn't just me who changed. To describe it as a family broken and people dead would be most fitting." Xia Xian's smile stiffened, his mood unusually heavy, it was a past that he didn't dare look back on, every time he thought about it, it felt like he was cutting his own flesh piece by piece.
Jiang Jie was shocked. Xia Ge also used the phrase "family broken and people scattered" to describe it, but he didn't understand why it was said that way. Who had passed away?
Now Xia Xian said that he must have told the truth, and he was very anxious. If it wasn't for Wu Jiajia holding him back, he would have rushed up to ask in person a long time ago.
He has already owed Xia Xuan a great deal of apology, if there is still someone who dies because of him, he will not be able to repay the debt in this life, his conscience cannot bear it.
"Family broken and people dead?" Li Jin Ai was also startled.
Xia Xian bit her lip, and tears fell down unintentionally. Jiang Jie Zhe knew she didn't cry often, a memory could make her tear up, it was heartbreaking.
"Do you want to know?" Xia Xuan looked at Li Jinai and asked with a nod.
"If speaking out can alleviate your heart's suffering, I'm willing to bear it with you!" Li Jinai hugged Xia Xuan, silently shedding tears.
