After the heroine of the sad novel awakens, she no longer wants to be the president's wife

The next morning, Yue Nanxing woke up just as Chu Jiao woke up, "Jiaojiao..."

She looked out the door sadly, as if she was thinking about something.

Chu Jiao helped her adjust the angle of the bed and helped her drink water. "He won't come..."

Yue Nanxing paused, his eyes full of disappointment, "So Jian finally chose to be with him?"

Chu Jiao opened her mouth with a complicated expression, "Take care of your health first!"

Yue Nanxing smiled bitterly, "Jiaojiao, do you think I'm spineless?"

Chu Jiao didn't comment, but just rubbed her hair, "Xingxing, many things can't be changed, you can only learn to accept them."

At this time, Yue Qiao came in with a thermos lunch box, "Let's eat first!"

He first opened one portion and gave it to Chu Jiao, then poured the chicken soup into a small bowl and fed it to Yue Nanxing.

The three of them were silent, until a woman rushed in.

"Bitch...if you hadn't seduced my son, he wouldn't have died!"

The woman rushed over, but was blocked by Yue Qiao the next second. "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" She raised her hand and pointed at herself, "I am Ajian's mother. If it weren't for this little bitch, how could my son die!"

Perhaps it was because the woman's voice was too loud, and people gathered outside the ward. "Bitch...why don't you just die and pay for my son's life?"

The woman was trembling and crying with red eyes. Anyone could see that she was very sad.

There was anger in her voice, furious and crazy, "Go away and let me kill this little bitch to make up for my son's life."

Yue Nanxing's already pale face turned even paler. "What did you say? Who died?"

She struggled to get up, but fell back down on the bed. The pain from her wound made her whole body tremble slightly.

Yue Qiao refused to give in. He looked at A Jian's mother with a complicated expression. Even Chu Jiao didn't know how to start.

The matter itself is simple, but it is mixed with too many emotions, including the mother's pain of losing her son and Yue Nanxing's fragmented emotions.

Now it’s time to break it…

"Auntie! Calm down first, and we'll talk slowly." Chu Jiao softened her tone. After all, they were not sure whether the mother knew that her son was gay.

If she knew her son was gay and still came to the hospital to make trouble, Chu Jiao would not tolerate her.

If she was being deceived and had just lost her son, Chu Jiao would still be willing to have a good talk with her.

"Calm down? How can you expect me to calm down? That's the child I carried for ten months and raised all by myself. We have been dependent on each other for so many years. Now that he's dead, how can I live?"

After she finished speaking, she broke down and cried loudly. Yue Nanxing held Chu Jiao's hand tightly, "What's going on? Ah Jian is not dead, right? Jiaojiao, please don't joke with me, okay?"

Chu Jiao patted her hands gently twice with a soothing look in her eyes. After the couple looked at each other, she spoke again.

"Auntie, do you know that your son Ajian is gay?"

"What did you say?" The woman opened her eyes in disbelief, "You said my son is gay?

Then she rushed forward again and said, "He's dead, and you're still accusing him like this!"

She found it hard to believe that her son had an abnormal sexual orientation. "A few days ago, he said he would bring this woman to see me to discuss marriage."

Chu Jiao didn't say much but just asked, "If you go to the police station to identify the body, the police officer should be able to tell you!

He jumped off a building and died with his lover..."

A Jian's mother did not refute. She pointed at Yue Nanxing again and said, "It was her... Why did you seduce my son to jump off the building? My son was the only one who died."

"Aunt! Ajian and his lover are dead. The person who jumped off the building with Ajian was not my sister..."

After saying that, Chu Jiao took out the video recording, which she had filmed that day. She had originally intended to show it to Yue Nanxing to make her give up.

I didn't expect it to be useful today. "Look..."

Not only the video of the rooftop, but also the video of the coffee shop was forwarded to Ajian's mother.

"Auntie! Throughout this whole thing, your son has brought this upon himself, and my sister is the biggest victim.

We did not disclose this matter because the deceased is dead and we do not want to pursue the matter and let him not rest in peace after his death or be criticized by others.

Now that you know the truth, you know what to do."

Ajian's mother was shaky and fell on the bed next to her. "How could this happen... No... How could this happen?"

She kept repeating this sentence, and her mental state had obviously reached a critical point.

Yue Nanxing looked ashen, holding her head and crying, "Why? Why do you continue to lie to me?

You're dead, but what should I do? Why can't you love me?

Didn't we agree on this? Live a normal life!" It was clear that he was happy when they were together.

Why did it become like this today? Were all the sweetness, beauty and joy his lies?

Wasn't he even a little bit sincere towards her?

She couldn't lie to herself at this point. After all, Jian was willing to die with that man. "Who am I? Jian, who am I?"

Chu Jiao really wanted her to wake up, what is that? You are blind.

For a moment, everyone fell silent, leaving only Yue Nanxing's crying and A Jian's mother's murmurs.

Chu Jiao sat on the edge of the bed feeling a little tired, but did not comfort Yue Nanxing anymore. You can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep.

She herself is unwilling to come out, and she says no matter how much you say, it's all bullshit.

After a long time, Yue Nanxing finally spoke, "Jiaojiao! Brother... I want to go home! I don't want to stay in this cold hospital!"

Chu Jiao and Yue Qiao looked at each other, worried about her mental state.

I'm even more afraid that she'll be stubborn and can't think straight...

"Nanxing, the doctor said you still need to be hospitalized for observation. We will go home in two days when you are fine."

"Jiaojiao... I want to go home, please... I'm embarrassed here, as soon as I close my eyes I will think of Ah Jian!" She grabbed Chu Jiao's hand hard, leaving red marks on that fair and tender hand.

Nan Xing didn't let go of Chu Jiao's hand until Yue Qiao came over, "Jiao Jiao...are you okay?"

He blew on the back of her hand lovingly, as if he was protecting a treasure.

"Ha!" At this time, Yue Nanxing's mocking voice came from the bed, "As expected... my brother doesn't care whether I live or die."

"Will you be happy only if you see me die?"

Chu Jiao was a little surprised. Nan Xing had always been kind and had never been so sarcastic to anyone.

Yue Qiao frowned and said, "You made yourself so embarrassed for a man?

Yue Nanxing...are you only capable of threatening your family members with death?"

Chu Jiao tugged at Nan Xing's sleeve, "Baby... I'll take you home, don't be afraid, you're just sick..."

They were really afraid that Yue Nanxing would get depression if this continued, so in the end they could only be patient, go along with her temper, and take her home.

"Hubby... maybe... when Nanxing gets better, we should take her to see a psychiatrist."