Reborn and fleeing for his life, he unexpectedly knocks on the door of the prince of Beijing's

Wen Shengsheng felt so tired that she slept for a very long time.

My neck is very sore from being twisted for so long.

My throat, which had been sore, felt much better now; it was moist and sweet.

She slowly opened her eyes.

Everything before my eyes flickered between light and darkness.

Xi Yu, dressed in a hospital gown, sat in a wheelchair and peered at her.

“Sheng Sheng”.

He called out softly, finally waking Wen Shengsheng, who was still somewhat dazed.

Wen Shengsheng opened her mouth, wanting to speak, but then realized that she had a nebulizer on her face, and that's where the moist and sweet feeling came from.

Sleeping on your stomach is quite uncomfortable.

She moved her eyes, but didn't see any familiar figures. She tried to sit up by supporting herself.

The results showed that the back was very tight, burning and painful.

"Lie down first, and you can move after the nebulization is finished."

Xi Yu pressed down on her body and reminded her.

After about five minutes, the nebulizer treatment finally ended, and Wen Shengsheng's mouth and nose were relieved.

"Brother Yu, what about Gong Xiaochen? How is he?"

These were her first words after she woke up.

Xi Yu paused in tucking her in, then said succinctly, "He's fine, he's not injured, don't worry."

"Oh, then..."

Wen Shengsheng actually wanted to know why Gong Xiaochen didn't come to see her, but she was too embarrassed to ask in front of Xi Yu.

So he changed the subject and asked, "Where's my phone?"

Seeing her anxious and expectant eyes, Xi Yu felt a slight tightness in his chest and said softly, "He went to clean up the mess. Uncle's matter is quite complicated and needs to be handled by the police."

"Oh." Wen Shengsheng's starry eyes darkened. "Then will it be more difficult for me to see your second uncle after I come back?"

"Huh?" Xi Yu asked, puzzled. "Why would you want to see him?"

“He said my parents didn’t die in a car accident, and that he would tell me the truth if I bailed him out,” Wen Shengsheng told him the truth.

Xi Yu's face was already pale, and the light in the ward made him look even more ashen.

He coughed twice and said softly, "My second uncle is in trouble. My dad won't ignore it, but I don't know exactly what he'll do."

"Don't rush, I'll ask for you when the time is right."

"Yeah, that's true, your dad..."

Mentioning this person, Wen Shengsheng couldn't help but look at Xi Yu's pale and weak face.

He wasn't particularly robust to begin with, and now, his clear, cold eyes, like those of a star, seemed to be veiled in mist.

His handsome, arched eyebrows furrowed slightly, revealing a hint of sadness.

She looked exceptionally fragile.

"Brother Yu..." Wen Shengsheng hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Can I see your back?"

Wen Shengsheng suddenly changed the subject, and Xi Yu was slightly taken aback, a hint of embarrassment appearing on his face.

The Xi family ancestral hall would punish children who made mistakes; Xi Ruifeng and Xi Yu had both been there.

These were things Wen Shengsheng knew in her first year in the Xi family.

once.

Wen Shengsheng hadn't seen Xi Yu in a long time, so she called him and acted coquettishly.

That night, Xi Yu declined a social engagement and went out to dinner with her.

Then he developed a fever the next day.

Wen Shengsheng was very worried, so she sneaked into his room in the middle of the night and found that he was indeed sick and had fainted.

But it wasn't a fever.

Rather, it was a whip mark.

The bright red bandage terrified Wen Shengsheng and made her realize how terrifying Xi Maokun was.

Although she wasn't naturally outgoing, she wasn't introverted either.

But after that incident, she became silent, avoiding speaking in the Xi family and trying not to trouble Xi Yu with anything.

"I planted a listening device on Gong Xiaochen last night, and I heard everything you said..."

Seeing Xi Yu's conflicted expression, Wen Shengsheng added another sentence.

Xi Yu's cheeks flushed instantly, a complex yet harmonious interplay of pale and bright red on his face.

It made him look a little flustered.

He unconsciously gripped the wheelchair tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the force.

After a while, as if he had figured something out, he suddenly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his crisscrossing back.

Xi Yu is quite fair-skinned, so those densely packed marks are exceptionally clear.

Even though Wen Shengsheng had prepared herself mentally, she was still startled.

The wounds varied in depth and were both new and old; each one resembled a twisted serpent coiled on Xi Yu's back.

Especially those brownish lines, like dried-up rivers of blood, deeply embedded in the skin, each one demonstrating how painful it is when the flesh is torn apart.

Wen Shengsheng raised her hand and stroked it, her fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

Her eyes stung with tears, and she felt extremely guilty. She choked out, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gone to the Xi family to find you back then. I was too selfish."

"It's not your fault. Even if you hadn't come to the Xi family to find me, I would have come to find you..."

As Xi Yu finished dressing, he turned his wheelchair and looked at Wen Shengsheng, whose eyes were red and swollen, lying on the hospital bed.

After a long while, he lowered his head, but his fists were clenched tightly.

“Sheng Sheng, I regretted it the moment I found out you were with Gong Xiaochen.”

"My love is selfish and heavy. I always feel that it doesn't matter if you misunderstand me. You are still young and can't do anything. Just wait for me."

"But in the end, I disappointed you time and time again... I never really considered your feelings."

He raised his hand and stroked Wen Shengsheng's hair.

"Sheng Sheng, please give me another chance."

Wen Shengsheng's body stiffened slightly as she looked at Xi Yu in disbelief. Tears welled up in her eyes and, before she could wipe them away, streamed down her nose and fell onto the hospital bed.

"If you weren't in my life from now on, I really don't know what I could do. I only have you, only you..."

As Xi Yu spoke, he suddenly burst into tears, unable to control himself.

After going through a life-or-death experience with Wen Shengsheng.

The unbearable pain of his family, his father's cold-bloodedness, and the bittersweet memories of their ten years together overwhelmed him, making him feel as if his heart was about to be torn apart.

Wen Shengsheng was stunned, having never seen Xi Yu so vulnerable before.

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

Ignoring the injury on her back, she struggled to sit up and reached out to wipe away Xi Yu's tears.

"How could that be? I've been here the whole time..."

"Don't cry, Brother Yu, I don't hate you anymore, really!"

......

Outside the ward, Gong Xiaochen coldly watched this scene and listened to their words.

I've been busy all night, but all the physical fatigue combined doesn't compare to what I feel right now.

He seemed to have all his strength drained away in an instant.

He closed his eyes in deep sorrow.

He then slowly walked away.

......

In the ward.

Seeing that Xi Yu's mood had finally recovered somewhat, Wen Shengsheng sat back on the bed, exhausted.

The pain in my back came in waves.

But she knew there were some things that needed to be made clear.

After catching her breath, she mustered her strength and said in a deep voice.

“Brother Yu, no one can change the relationship between us. Although I have an uncle and a cousin, they are different from you. You have been my only family all these years.”

“I loved you and I hated you. Every day after I woke up, I felt helpless and adrift in the sky. I thought I could never let go of you.”

“But things are different now. I have Gong Xiaochen, my heart is at peace, and I long to have a peaceful life with him.”

She looked up and stared directly at Xi Yu. "Those ten years are over. We should all move on."