Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

"Qingqing!"

Gu Shiche ran towards her madly.

Jiang Wanqing felt cold, her hair was disheveled, her face was covered in blood, and her complexion was as pale as ice and snow.

"Qingqing..."

Gu Shiche called her name hoarsely, but the person in his arms didn't respond at all.

His big hands trembled as he used his fingertips to test her breathing.

Jiang Wanqing's breathing was extremely weak, like a feather, floating in the air, as if it would disappear in the next second.

Gu Shiche clasped her pale fingers tightly.

He was convulsing, helpless, his eyes full of fear.

She opened her eyes with difficulty and looked into the pair of red black eyes from crying.

"Can you...can you...let me go?"

"Let...me go."

"I'm so...tired, I can't speak... anymore."

"Let me go..."

Her lips were chapped and her face was cold. She twitched slightly in Gu Shiche's arms and slowly closed her eyes.

Gu Shiche knelt on the ground, holding the unconscious girl in his arms, crying and gritting his teeth.

Every word she said shook his soul to the point of pain.

The heart was grabbed by an unknown hand, dug out, and thrown to the ground.

The love in my heart is breaking, the faith is breaking, and even the girl in my eyes is breaking.

The voice called "pain" kept kicking and hitting his head.

"What did I do wrong that God would punish me like this..."

“What did I do wrong…”

Who is wrong, him or her?

Maybe that guy named "Fate" was wrong.

You meet, fall in love, and then there is nothing you can do about it. This is called fate.

Gu Shiche held her and stood up from the ground.

He tried very hard to warm the body that was gradually getting cold.

He stubbornly felt that this would keep her by his side.

boom--

The door of the secret room opened and closed with a bang.

But, the fate is completely different.

Those who love her give her a cage, but imprison themselves in it.

Imprison others, imprison yourself.

......

Jiang Wanqing was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Gu Shiche sat beside the hospital bed, his thin lips trembling violently, and the pain in his dark eyes became more intense.

His clothes were still stained with her blood and he had not changed them.

"Qingqing, I...haven't told you I love you yet."

The subject personality said it, but he didn't say it.

Gu Shiche gently wiped the sweat from her forehead and grabbed her hand hanging by the bed, very gently for fear of hurting her.

The hands are soft, cold and thin.

"I love you, it's true, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not."

"I can never come out again. I can be like the fifth personality, never come out, hiding in the darkest corner of my mind."

"If you hate me, I can kill myself. I can die in my mind forever."

"I'll return the original Gu Shiche to you, okay..."

"He doesn't know anything. He... doesn't know anything. It's all my fault."

Gu Shiche held her hand, unable to stop crying, sobbing silently.

There was almost no temperature on his Jiang Wanqing's body, and she didn't react at all.

She heard it, or maybe she heard nothing, or maybe she no longer cared.

Like a lifeless doll, lying on the hospital bed, motionless.

Only the heart was still beating, proving that Jiang Wanqing was still alive and that she had not left Gu Shiche.

Gu Shiche was heartbroken.

He said he loved her over and over again.

Even the soul was filled with a biting cold wind.

At this moment, someone outside shouted, "Gu Shiche! Get out here!"

A nurse stopped the person outside the door and said, "Sir, this is a private ward."

"You can't make loud noises in the hospital, or I'll call security."

The man was still yelling at the door: "Gu Shiche! You bastard! Get out!"

Gu Shiche was like a piece of broken glass.

I lowered my head, picked up the fragments of myself from the ground, and pieced them together into a fragmented self.

He had a blank expression on his face and wiped away his tears.

It was like the soul was dragging the body, like a walking corpse, out of the ward.

Before he could see the person in front of him clearly, a heavy punch hit him in the face.

Gu Shiche staggered back a few steps before he stood firm. He did not fight back but looked coldly at the person in front of him.

Lu Qi grabbed the collar of his loose clothes, his eyes red.

"Gu Shiche! You fucking bastard!"

Lu Qi's eyes were red and his breath was hoarse.

"You are not the only one suffering in this world!"

"You're not the only one who's broken! You're not the only one who's hurt!"

"Your mother is dead, Ruan Ji is dead! Yes, what about Jiang Wanqing?"

"Her whole family is dead! Dead!"

"She could have grown up without worries and lived a happy life, and then what?"

"Living under the Gu family's roof, even a dog can bully her!"

"What about Song Churan? His mother died, and he was sent to an orphanage by the Song family. Wasn't he miserable?! Now he's dead too!"

"All fate was burned by that fire! Who wouldn't be in pain!"

Lu Qi grabbed the collar of his clothes and yelled at Gu Shiche heartbreakingly.

Gu Shiche slowly raised her head, tears on her cheeks, staring at him blankly.

"Jiang Wanqing was in so much pain... so much pain that her brain blocked out those memories and she even forgot her name!"

"Why did you wake her up again? Why!"

Lu Qi loosened his collar and slapped his chest.

"Dark personality, don't you like to torture people?"

"Come on! Grab my neck! Stab me with a knife! I'm not afraid of you anymore! Come on!"

"I only ask one thing of you, please spare Jiang Wanqing, okay!"

Lu Qi was powerless, covering his face with his hands and crying bitterly.

"I told you long ago, let her go, don't let her stay with you..."

"If two sick people try to cure their illness with love, their illness will only get worse."

He pointed at Gu Shiche, covered his face and cried loudly, sobbing uncontrollably.

"You've gone too far and hurt her... like that. What should I do..."

"Jiang Wanqing is right... You don't know how to love someone at all."

"You have been acting unilaterally, doing things that hurt her in the name of love."

Lu Qi cried with tears and snot, and his voice gradually became weaker.

"I just want you to be my friend, my only...friend."

"Otherwise I don't care about you..."

"Jiang Wanqing loves you...that's why she came back."

"You ruined love with your own hands..."

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Wanqing woke up.

She slowly opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

It was sunny outside, but she felt so cold that she clutched the quilt to herself.

My mind is blank, nothing.

I don't even know her name.

She sat up and looked at the words "Jiang Wanqing" posted on the wall.

Is this her name?

She wanted to open her mouth, but found that no sound came out of her throat.

When the words come to his lips, they are blocked by the stone in his mouth and no sound comes out.

What happened to her...

......

"Mr. Gu, after our diagnosis."

"The young lady was diagnosed with...depression."

"Accompanied by aphasia, memory loss, and somatization symptoms."

"Please get admitted to the hospital as soon as possible."