Figure Skating: Waltz on Ice

Mei Jing learned from Lan Ruoyu that the program had been suspended, so she hurriedly went to the hotel to see Du Liangchen.

The sun was hidden behind the clouds, and the gray sky mirrored Du Liangchen's mood at that moment—depressed and gloomy.

He couldn't understand why other people who time-traveled might experience some hardships in the early stages, but afterwards everything went smoothly and their future was bright. Why was it that when it came to him, he was entangled in public opinion and couldn't escape it?

What's the point of coming here? It would be better to just die.

Living is so tiring.

Breathing is so tiring.

......

"Bang bang bang~"

The sudden knocking startled Du Liangchen, who was standing by the window in the cold wind. He hurriedly let go of the windowsill, took two steps back, and collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with panic and his heart pounding like a drum.

He almost... he almost jumped.

Mei Jingjian knocked on the door but no one answered. She took out her phone, glanced at the room number Du Liangchen had sent her, and compared it with the number on the door. "That's right, why isn't anyone answering?"

Lan Ruoyu knocked on the door twice, but there was still no answer. She guessed, "Did they go out?"

Mei Jing shook her head immediately, "No, he'll tell me if he goes out. I'll call and ask."

inside the room.

Du Liangchen felt as if all his strength had been drained from his body. Every breath he took used up all his strength. He sat on the ground with his head down, feeling his heart pounding uncontrollably. The noisy knocking on the door made him inexplicably irritated.

Suddenly, his phone rang on the bed. He swung it and sent it flying far away, hitting the wall and then falling to the ground. The ringing stopped abruptly, and he inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, what are you doing? Don't stand here, get out of here!"

Ma Cheng, carrying takeout, saw from afar two furtive figures standing at Du Liangchen's door. They walked over quickly with grim faces, menacingly trying to drive them away.

"Hurry up...you guys, Lan Ruoyu, Mei...what brings you here?"

Lan Ruoyu: "We've stopped filming for the show, so we've come to the hotel to rest. Is Brother Ma bringing food to Liangchen?!"

Ma Cheng shook the takeout bag in his hand, "Yeah..."

Mei Jing grew increasingly panicked. "Alright, stop talking. Brother Ma brought the food, which means Chenchen is inside, but no one answers the door when we knock. Open the door quickly!"

Lan Ruoyu: "Ah, right, right, open the door quickly."

Seeing their anxious expressions and recalling Du Liangchen's diagnosis, Ma Cheng knew the seriousness of the situation and immediately took out his room card to open the door, only to find his hand empty.

Mei Jing snatched the card from his hand, turned around, unlocked the door, and rushed in, her eyes widening instantly.

"Chenchen!"

Du Liangchen sat on the floor, leaning against the bed, his head bowed so his face was obscured.

The two people who came in afterward were terrified when they saw Du Liangchen like this.

Mei Jing cupped his face in her trembling hands. Seeing that he was alright, she knelt down beside him in fear and hugged him tightly.

"You scared me to death! I'm so glad you're alright, I'm so glad you're alright."

He thought something had happened to Du Liangchen, thankfully...

Although Du Liangchen is perfectly fine, he is in a very bad state right now, with a vacant look in his eyes, like a puppet that has lost its soul.

Mei Jing's eyes were red-rimmed, her nose was sore, and tears welled up in her eyes. Her deep voice was filled with undeniable heartache as she said, "I'm sorry I'm late."

Ma Cheng and Lan Ruoyu came over to check on Du Liangchen.

Lan Ruoyu asked anxiously, "How is Liangchen? Should we call an ambulance?"

Ma Cheng: "I'll call a car right now, let's go to the hospital."

Before Du Liangchen could react to being suddenly embraced, he heard someone whispering in his ear, and his lifeless eyes trembled slightly.

What a warm embrace!

At this moment, Mei Jing was like a lit candle, illuminating him who was deeply shrouded in fog.

"...Hospital..."

Upon hearing those two words, Du Liangchen shifted slightly, instinctively feeling a sense of resistance.

Don't go.

There was no sound; he had forgotten that he couldn't make a sound.

Mei Jing, who was holding him, felt the touch on his chin and realized that he might be about to do something. She loosened her grip on him slightly. "What's wrong? What do you want to say?"

Du Liangchen shook his head.

"What does it mean?"

Lan Ruoyu and Ma Cheng looked completely bewildered.

Mei Jing gently stroked his face, "Chenchen means not to go to the hospital, right, Chenchen?"

Du Liangchen nodded.