She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 964 This time, just sleep well
Seeing the scene in front of him, He Jiayi took a breath.

The bathroom was eerily quiet, with only the sound of dripping water.

Xia Beiqing's figure was apparently immersed in the bathtub, with his head slightly tilted back and his eyes tightly closed. One of his pale and slender arms was resting on the edge, with a large cut on his wrist. Streams of blood were gushing out from his blood vessels, dyeing the water in the bathtub red. The bright red blood overflowed, dripping down and flowing onto the floor.

In an instant, Shen Zhiyu felt something suddenly hit his brain, and then his legs went soft and his body wanted to slide down.

He Jiayi hurriedly supported Shen Zhiyu and said with concern: "Zhiyu..."

Shen Zhiyu slowly stretched out his hand, pushed He Jiayi away, supported himself to stand up, walked into the bathroom with stiff steps, and walked towards Xia Beiqing.

It felt like the abyss of purgatory beneath him. Every step he took was like walking on the tip of a knife. Blood was dripping and the pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe.

He finally reached the bathtub, exhausted all his strength, and fell to his knees with a plop. Blood splattered everywhere, staining him red.

Shen Zhiyu slowly stretched out his hand and pulled Xia Beiqing out of the bathtub. The boy was almost weightless. Shen Zhiyu hugged him tightly in his arms, holding his bleeding wrist with one hand, and lowered his head, getting close to his body.

Shen Zhiyu wanted to hear his faint heartbeat and faint breathing, but there was nothing, nothing. The person in his arms was so quiet for the first time, so quiet that it made him uneasy.

Shen Zhiyu raised his head and looked at the young man in his arms.

He had long lost the vigor and vitality he once had. He was thin and bony, his face was pale, and he closed his eyes with a calm expression. He faced death calmly, as if he no longer had the slightest attachment to this world.

Suddenly, Shen Zhiyu's senses seemed to be shut down. He could not feel any pain, no sadness, and not a single tear could fall.

He just raised his hand, gently brushed away the wet hair on Xia Beiqing's forehead, gently held Xia Beiqing's face, then lowered his head, pressed his face against his cold cheek, and said in a trembling voice: "You've been holding on for so long... you must be very tired, right? Thank you for your hard work, Beiqing, this time... just sleep well, and you will never... feel pain again." Everyone stood at the bathroom door, no one dared to step forward, and no one had the heart to disturb this scene.

Shen Zhiyu took off his coat, wrapped Xia Beiqing's wet body, then carried him horizontally and walked out of the bathroom step by step.

Everyone retreated to both sides to make way for a passage.

When passing by He Jiayi, He Jiayi looked at Shen Zhiyu worriedly and called out cautiously, "Zhiyu."

Shen Zhiyu, however, acted as if he heard nothing, and carried Xia Beiqing out of the bathroom and the room.

Towards evening, Yun Ci, Dong Tang and Chi You woke up from their nap.

In fact, Dongtang Chiyou didn’t need to sleep, he just stayed with Yun Ci.

Yun Ci washed his face in the bathroom and handed the towel to Dongtang Chiyou. Unexpectedly, Dongtang Chiyou shook his head and stared at Yun Ci. He had learned to play rogue.

Yun Ci smiled and said, "Okay, I'll help you wipe it once."

Dongtang Chiyou bent down and put his head in front of Yunci.

Yun Ci took the towel and wiped his cheek bit by bit. After finishing, Yun Ci hung up the towel, looked at the man in front of him, and asked, "Can you learn to use chopsticks today?"

(End of this chapter)