Chapter 10 01 You can't be so cruel to me

  Note: She said, he heard it all, and he felt it too. In this world, there are also people who are working hard to love themselves.

  So how should he repay the people in his heart? Is he going to use ten times more strength than her to be good to her?

  Back in Mingze's place, it was already 9 o'clock at night. The whole long road was like a life sentence of hard labor, torturing and terrifying.

  Although the police took them to the hospital at the fastest speed, Catkin still couldn't control her inner trembling. She was afraid that when she got back, someone would tell her "you're too late".

  She didn't dare imagine it.

  Wei Chi held her hand tightly, trying to transfer his body heat to hers. Thinking of death, the sorrow in his eyes grew thicker.

  "We're here." Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Xiao Nai opened the door and rushed into the hospital. Wei Chyi thanked the police and hastily followed after him.

  The sky darkened like a heavy curtain had been pulled down, and the hospital emitted a faint glow that illuminated the dense raindrops. Several cars were parked at the entrance.

  As soon as the cat entered the hospital, it dialed Qing's phone: "Hello, which ward is Liang Chen in?"

  "307, come quickly." Jing's voice was trembling with a hint of crying, as if she was extremely frightened.

  "Uh-huh." The cat hung up the phone and rushed upstairs, pushing open the door to room 307. Jing immediately flung herself into her arms, and she patted her back, finding that the heart rate monitor was still beating rhythmically. Her suspended heart finally landed safely, fortunately not too late.

  "The doctor said he had no will to live, so he has been in a coma all along."

  "I understand." The cat remained calm and gently released her clean embrace, walking over to Liang Chen's bedside.

  Liang Chen looked like he was asleep, his delicate face pale to the point of being almost translucent, his lips slightly dry. His hands were handcuffed to the bed, revealing a section of fair and slender arm, the iron handcuffs emitting a cold white light.

  The cat sat on the edge of the bed, gently grasping Liang Chen's hand. Before she could speak, tears fell onto his wrist with a plop.

  She lowered her eyelids, turned around and opened the door, closing it gently. The hospital corridor was quiet at night, with fluorescent lights casting a pale and dim glow.

  She saw Wei Chi sitting quietly on a waiting chair beside her, though silent, the whole person looked like there was an unspeakable sorrow.

  This was the first time Wei Chi had given her such a feeling. He had always been a warm presence like winter sunshine, but at this moment, he was tinged with the cold desolation and melancholy of winter.

  She smiled at him: "My family is waiting for me downstairs, I'll go back first." She also wanted to stay, but it's better if Liang Chen has a cat.

  "I'll see you home." It's so late, he's afraid she might encounter some danger.

  "No need. It's just downstairs." Jing bowed her head and declined Wei Chi's kindness.

  In the ward, it was still quiet as usual, except for the sound of instruments dripping, only the quiet breathing of each other remained.

  The sound of rain gently knocked on the window, the cat grasped Liang Chen's hand, crouched on the ground, and buried its face in the soft bed sheet.

  "Good day, can you feel it... The cat took a deep breath, the piercing pain, little by little eroding the heart, "I'm very scared."

  "If you can feel it... then I beg of you, don't die. Hold on till today..." Tears fell onto Liang Chen's palm, seeping through the gaps between his fingers and into the quilt.

  "You can't be so cruel to me..."

  I know what kind of life you've been living all along, and I also know that you've always lived in darkness, relying only on the faint light within arm's reach.

  But now it's different.