Oops! The sickly Mr. Gu fainted again

These words pierced Ye Xingyao like thousands of silver needles. When she turned around and left, her eyes were already filled with tears.

She loved him so much, but he was with Su Mo.

She couldn't forgive him, couldn't forgive Su Mo, and couldn't even forgive herself.

Ye Xingyao returned upstairs, closed the door, and covered herself with the quilt, crying bitterly.

She didn't know why she said such cruel words. She thought it would make her feel better, but when she blurted it out, she found that it only made her heartache worse.

She hid in the dark, not daring to turn on the light or go downstairs.

But he listened carefully to the noise downstairs.

"Unless you die..." These words kept lingering in Gu Yuchen's ears, making him unable to hold on any longer and fall forward.

He just lay quietly on the cold floor, the severe pain in his stomach seemed to tear him apart, and he could even taste the sweet and fishy taste coming from his throat.

Gu Yuchen's consciousness was blurred and his vision gradually turned dark. After a long time, he could no longer hold on and blood gushed out of his mouth...

Gu Yuchen didn't know how long he had been vomiting, nor could he tell whether what he vomited was blood or wine. He only felt that his originally hot body began to feel cold, so cold that it seemed as if all the blood in his body had frozen into ice. He didn't know how long he had been lying there, but he just held on to the last bit of strength and fixed his eyes on the stairwell on the second floor.

How he wished Yaoyao could take back what she had just said, how he wished she could come down and see him.

How he wished he could hear her voice and feel her warmth.

But there was none. He just felt like he had been lying there for centuries, so long that he could hardly tell whether this was a dream or reality.

Gu Yuchen felt that he could no longer bear it in his hazy consciousness, and in this last moment of consciousness, he missed her scent, her voice, the warmth of her palms, and her golden hair reflecting the sunlight.

The room was terribly silent. Gu Yuchen was about to fall into silence and could only hear his own heartbeat and breathing.

He felt like he had been lying there for a long time, but Yaoyao never came downstairs.

It lasted so long that he suddenly felt that his stomach didn't hurt as much, his head wasn't as dizzy, and the scene in front of him didn't seem to be spinning anymore.

But he felt like he was about to fall asleep.

A drowsiness that he was completely unable to resist swept over him like a tornado, gradually causing him to lose the last bit of his willpower.

Yaoyao, only if I die can you forgive me?

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At this moment, Ye Xingyao felt that the pain in her heart had spread to her whole body.

She couldn't stop herself from thinking about him. She felt as if something had shattered her heart, causing her to feel sharp pains deep in her left chest.

Is he in pain? Did he go back to his bedroom? Does he hate himself?

These questions were like vines that could not be cut off, tightly circling around her mind and making her unable to get rid of them.

But she couldn't move her feet.

She was afraid to see Gu Yuchen.

I was afraid that I would be soft-hearted, afraid that I would forgive him, and afraid that he would be in great pain.

She isolated herself like this, thinking that by staying in this dark and gloomy room, she would not have to face it all.

But time ticked by, and Ye Xingyao didn't hear any sound.

She finally couldn't hold back her emotions that were about to drive her crazy, and hurried out of the room. Just standing at the stairs, with just one glance, she instantly felt like she was about to suffocate and her heart ached to the extreme.

Ye Xingyao didn't know how she went downstairs, nor did she know how she called Jin Ran later.

While she was waiting for Jin Ran to come, it seemed as if all her memories were lost.

She just felt like her soul had been sucked out of her, she was so heartbroken that she wanted to stab a knife into her heart...

When she saw Gu Yuchen lying on the ground with blood all over his body, she felt like she had stopped breathing at that moment.

She stretched out her shaking hands and touched his body, then gently squeezed his hand. Gu Yuchen's body temperature, which had just been hot, had already faded a lot, but his palms were terribly cold.

It was so cold that Ye Xingyao felt as if her heart was blocked.

There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and his face was so pale that she dared not look at him for any longer.

Ye Xingyao even felt so heartbroken that she couldn't even call out his name. The only thing in her mind was the last words she said to him:

"Unless you die..."