Also, she had waited for Brother Ling Jiang for over ten years for her first time...

Tears fell silently from her eyes, and she cried uncontrollably. She didn't dare tell Brother Ling Jiang about it, for fear that he would fight to the death.

Don't doubt it, if Brother Ling Jiang knew that she had been humiliated like this, he would definitely avenge her even if it cost him his life, but the price of revenge would be that he might lose his life.

When Zhou Yiyi thought that he would die, her heart was torn as if by a knife. All the blood vessels in her body seemed to be stabbed by a knife. The pain made her almost suffocate and almost faint.

"Yiyi, what's wrong? Did those bastards bully you?" Ling Jiang blurted out when he felt her body shaking violently.

Fortunately, Zhou Yiyi was very good at comforting people. She pulled her hands away from him, reached into her wide sleeves to put on her clothes, then buttoned them up and gave him a smile that was uglier than crying.

"No, their purpose is to threaten you with me, not to bully me."

If he told him that he was bullied, Ling Jiang would definitely die here.

Zhou Yiyi didn't dare to say a word, let alone show that she had been violated.

Changing the subject, he continued, "Are you serious about going home? Can we go back to Jinghai?"

Ling Jiang nodded, then bent down and picked her up.

Zhou Yiyi exclaimed, "Don't hug me, Brother Lingjiang, you're injured."

Ling Jiang didn't care and said forcefully, "I'm fine."

After saying that, he bent down and kissed her forehead, "Come on, I'll take you home."

Zhou Yiyi sniffed and nodded, then buried her pale little face in his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. Only then did she feel alive, because only Brother Ling Jiang's heartbeat could give her a full sense of security.

***

Two days later.

Ling Jiang, who was looking for a job, suddenly received a call from his mother, "Ling Jiang, come back soon. Yiyi has committed suicide by slitting her wrists."

The thunder exploded in Ling Jiang's brain like a bomb, and he immediately drove home.

Ling family.

Ling's father and mother looked at the dying Zhou Yiyi, and the two elders burst into tears. The big bed with a wedding character on it was now covered with deep red bloodstains, and the atmosphere was almost frozen.

Ling Jiang rushed into the room, his dark eyes looking at the woman lying motionless on the bed, his breathing heavy.

He walked in with trembling steps, his lips trembling as he called out, "Yiyi, Yiyi."

The girl didn't respond and just lay there quietly.

Ling Jiang burst into tears. He bent down and picked her up. He turned around and ran towards the hospital like crazy.

hospital.

The lights in the emergency room were still on. Ling Jiang paced anxiously in the corridor, his handsome face with sharp edges full of decadence and tension.

She knew that Yiyi had been through a lot these days, including her mother's death and the panic he brought her, but he really didn't expect her to cut her wrists.

It's also his own fault. If he could spend more time with her, she might not be so depressed.

Time passed minute by minute, and Ling Jiang and his two elders wandered in the hospital corridor, their bodies and minds feeling as if they were being burned by a raging fire.

Ling Jiang's face was pale at this moment, his bloodshot pupils were fixed on the lit operating room light, his breathing was disordered and anxious.

"I noticed something was wrong with Yiyi ever since she came back that day." Ling's mother wiped her tears and choked.

Father Ling patted her to comfort her and sighed, "Don't worry, she's just scared. She'll be fine."

Ling Jiang was completely silent at the moment, with a dead air about him. Indeed, Yiyi had been in a trance since she came back from abroad, and she had nightmares over the past two nights when he held her in his arms while she slept.

Ling Jiang felt so distressed that he swallowed back the words he wanted to ask several times, fearing that once he opened his mouth he would remind her of those nightmares again. He could do nothing but hold her tightly and tell her not to be afraid.

Suddenly, the door of the emergency room finally opened.

Ling Jiang rushed over, his voice trembling, "Doctor, my wife, how is she?"

The two elders of the Ling family also looked at the doctor nervously. Although they did not ask any further questions, it was not difficult to tell from their trembling figures that they were nervous at the moment.

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