Begonia sleepless tonight

The neckline on the chest was pulled into many folds.

Yan Ruyi trembled like a frightened bird, which made Jiang Jiucheng uncomfortable.

His big hands gently stroked and rubbed Yan Ruyi's hair, comforting her: "It's okay, it will be fine."

The car followed the ambulance, and the sound of the siren in front cleared a passage among the crowded cars, which was unimpeded.

Through the glass of the ambulance, Yan Ruyi saw doctors and nurses in white coats busy inside.

"It's okay." At that moment, Jiang Jiucheng felt that everything he said was superfluous.

His big warm hand covered the back of her hand, which felt cold to the touch.

Once the ambulance arrived, the stretcher was rolled down.

Doctors and nurses went to the emergency room.

Jiang Jiucheng took two quick steps, only to find that the figure that should appear beside him had disappeared: "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Ruyi stood at the door, unable to take a step out.

She just felt as if she was fixed by something, she couldn't move at all, and she couldn't make a sound from her mouth opening and closing.

The night is cool.

That night, the wind cut her face like a blade, but it still couldn't calm her down.

The wind blows.

The bandages on her head fell from her hair, and the loose strands danced wildly in the night.

Jiang Jiucheng was dumbfounded.

In the dark background, a car drove by from time to time, the headlights cast a layer of light on Yan Ruyi's body, and the hair flying in the wind shocked people's visual nerves with teeth and claws.

Yan Ruyi let the cool wind beat her face and froze in place.

Jiang Jiucheng knew the fear in her heart, walked towards her step by step, and held her in his arms: "I'll be with you."

In the ward.

Zhang Meng's face was ashamed.

The tube in her nose and the beating numbers on the instrument also showed that she was alive.

The tension in my heart finally relaxed.

Yan Ruyi pushed open the door and went in.

The doctor shook his head, and it was the same as last time: "Depression, you should pay attention, this kind of behavior may cause suicide and self-harm at any time."

The room fell silent again.

She pulled up Zhang Meng's cuffs, and all her slender arms were scratched by knives.

One is longer than the other, and one is deeper than the other.

Her fingertips stroked the scar on her arm bit by bit, her expression was very cold.

Zhang Meng's wrist was tied with a white bandage, which was as fair as her skin tone.

It was densely covered with her arms, looking like a centipede with many legs. Seeing it made Jiang Jiucheng feel terrified, he reached out to hold her hand, and pulled down the cuff: "Don't look at it."

"What's the matter?" Yan Ruyi's tone was as calm as if she was asking what to eat tomorrow, "These will be with her for the rest of her life. It's her experience, so there's nothing unacceptable."

She withdrew her hand without a trace, and hid it behind her.

Jiang Jiucheng's pupils tightened, his eyes were quick and his hands were quick, he grabbed her arm and took a look in front of him.

There was an obvious scar on Yan Ruyi's tiny wrist.

Such a deep red color was hidden behind Begonia's bracelet, and he hadn't even noticed it once.

He had been in such close contact before, but he had never noticed it.

Suddenly, the hands lost their strength.

Yan Ruyi withdrew her hand, pushed the bracelet down, and covered the trace even deeper.

"I'll go out for a while." Jiang Jiucheng hurriedly walked, the road in front of him was wobbly, and accidentally bumped into the hard white door frame, the loud noise made Yan Ruyi look up, "I'm fine."

Before she could ask, Jiang Jiucheng fled the ward holding his shoulders.

He was leaning against the wall, trembling all over, his fingertips trembling.

Next door was the sound of Yan Ruyi's breathing, and he felt that he could hear it even when he was leaning against the wall.

Such a strong heartbeat almost disappeared once.

That trace was a thorn in his eyes.

Push it in hard, then pull it out, there is still flesh and blood on it, leaving a small hole, it doesn't hurt that much, but it hurts when you touch it.

She, once almost died.

It was she herself who wanted to end her own life.

He didn't know, but during those days at Jiang's house, she once cut her own wrist downstairs in a certain night, but she was lucky enough to survive and left this mark.

It is not clear, or in those days when she was rescued, she still thought about ending her life.

Maybe it's all about being able to escape from myself.

That's why she stabbed herself with a knife without hesitation.

The person he cared about the most didn't want to leave him twice.

But three times, I would rather use my life to leave myself.

A hot tear rolled down the corner of Jiang Jiucheng's eye.

His heart was like being greedy on a brazier, making a sizzling sound, burning dry wood.

Yan Ruyi pricked up his ears to listen to the sounds outside, the footsteps were very short.

He is outside.

The scar on her wrist seemed to start to hurt again, she couldn't help touching the scar, the protruding one was soft, and it had long since lost the hard pain that had scabbed before.

Even when taking a bath, she never took it off.

At that moment just now, Yan Ruyi felt as if her years of scars had been uncovered, and all her scars were exposed, and the tingling sensation stimulated her nerves one after another.

After a while, Jiang Jiucheng came back with red eyes.

His voice was dry and low: "Are you hungry?"

"Why do you ask me this question every time? It's not about feeding pigs." Yan Ruyi wanted to adjust the atmosphere, but Jiang Jiucheng's face turned darker.

"I don't know what else to say to you."

After all, they still missed so many years.

The memories of the past were not good, and he dared not bring them up.

"I didn't mean that." Yan Ruyi knew he had misunderstood, "I'm a little hungry, let me treat you to something."

They found a small shop at random, and the wok inside was steaming hot, Yan Ruyi casually tore off two buttons, revealing the white and tender skin inside: "What would you like to eat first?"

She tugged on her clothes, and the gentle wind came out from the bottom up one after another, so as to be cooler.

"I want a bowl of mixed sauce noodles." After Yan Ruyi ordered, she handed over the menu.

Jiang Jiucheng didn't even look at it: "It's the same as her."

Yan Ruyi pulled some white paper to wipe the table, and it was covered with yellow greasy: "I'll just wrong you."

"What you like is naturally good." Jiang Jiucheng pressed her hand, "Don't worry about it."

He never really got to know Guo Yan Ruyi.

I always let her do what she likes.

Now, he wants to get to know her well, and understands everything she likes.

The touch of the fingertips made Yan Ruyi's heart tremble slightly, and she twitched hard twice, but was grabbed even tighter.