The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

The boy didn't speak. He lowered his head and sat up slowly with his other hand supporting the hospital bed.

Aunt Jiang looked at him, didn't speak, but silently reached out and took a pillow for him to rest on his back.

"You didn't go to the airport?" Su Wu asked hoarsely after he sat down and looked at Aunt Jiang who had covered himself with the quilt.

Aunt Jiang sat on the edge of the bed and stretched lazily, "Yes. There was a traffic jam on the road, so I missed the plane."

It's deceptive, but in the original small plane, Aunt Jiang really took that flight.

Concubine Jiang didn't know why she came here as soon as she fell asleep after having a fight with Chu Yu.

When she came here, Aunt Jiang was stunned.

It was obvious that such a long time had passed, but Jiang Yu realized that even though such a long time had passed, when she heard Su Wu's name, she still remembered the appearance of this person and the things that had happened with him at the first sight. Bit by bit.

Looking at the pale young man lying on the hospital bed, as sick as a fragile paper doll, Aunt Jiang felt a sharp pain in her heart, and a sense of astringency and depression arose.

Hearing her words, the pale boy lowered his thick and slender eyelashes.

Aunt Jiang sighed silently, pretending to be relaxed and casual, and asked Su Wu playfully, "You think I got on the plane and crashed in an accident, that's why I did such a stupid thing as cutting my wrists and committing suicide? You Yes, you plan to die for love with me?"

Su Wu looked at the teasing and light play in the girl's eyes, and her lips became paler.

She didn't seem to care about herself at all, and suicide by cutting her wrists seemed to be a trivial matter in her eyes.

Is it a small matter, or is it because she doesn't care about her life at all?
So nothing about him, no matter what it is, will not make her frown.

The young man pursed his bloodless lips tightly, mourning in his heart, but there was no emotion in his brows and eyes.

It seems that the heart has died.

But suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and suddenly raised his head to look at Concubine Jiang.

"...Why didn't you leave?" He scratched the quilt with his fingers, tightened it and then loosened it, his eyes were fixed on Aunt Jiang.

Since she hated him so much, since she wanted to get rid of him and run away from him so much, since she didn't get on the plane, why didn't she leave?

And why did you stay?
why?
Why is it?
Did he come to laugh at him when he heard the stupid things he did, or... to care about him?
When Aunt Jiang heard Su Wu's lake, her brown eyes flickered for a moment, and a dark light slipped from the bottom of her eyes.

She suppressed the thoughts in her eyes, raised her eyes, seemed a little helpless, "When did I say I was leaving?"

Don't you want to study abroad, don't you want to leave here, leave him?

He endured the words that blurted out, and he just asked silently:

"...Don't you study abroad?"

Aunt Jiang smiled, "Go. Isn't it not time for school to start? It's still early, don't worry."

Su Wu's breathing slowed down, and his heart stopped for a few seconds.

His eyes immediately dimmed and lost their light.

His voice was trembling, and he murmured: "...still going"

"Correct."

The corners of Su Wu's eyes were a little red, and he looked at her stubbornly and sadly, "Then, will you come back?"

"Why, don't you welcome me back?" Aunt Jiang narrowed her eyes, and suddenly leaned over the hospital bed, meeting his eyes.

Su Wu opened his mouth, and finally just shook his head slightly, "No."

How...how could you not be welcome...