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Chapter 971 Xia Beiqing's Notebook

Yang Shao looked around, then he walked to the bed, lifted the pillow, and found a notebook underneath.

That was given to him by Yang Shao.

Yang Shao opened the notebook and saw that it was filled with densely written words. Yang Shao flipped through the pages one by one, and his expression changed little by little. He widened his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be full of disbelief.

Shen Zhiyu turned his head and saw Yang Shao standing beside the bed with a notebook in his hand.

He glanced at the notebook several times inadvertently and saw Xia Beiqing writing something on it, but as soon as he saw him, Xia Beiqing would immediately put the notebook away.

Shen Zhiyu walked up to Yang Shao and asked, "What is this?"

Yang Shao was startled, raised his head, and instantly closed the notebook, his face full of surprise and trance.

Shen Zhiyu noticed something unusual and stretched out his hand to Yang Shao: "Is this Bei Qing's? Let me see it."

Yang Shao held the notebook tightly, not letting go, and answered the question irrelevantly: "Bei Qing is probably the most difficult patient I have ever met. I can't figure out any of his thoughts, so I gave him this notebook and asked him to write down some of his thoughts that he didn't want to tell you or me.

The reason I did this was, firstly, to give him something to talk about and vent his emotions, and secondly, I hoped that in the future, I could see this notebook and learn his inner thoughts, so that I could find a solution the next time I encounter a patient like him. But I didn’t expect…he would…he would always think this way.”

Shen Zhiyu said, "Give it to me."

Yang Shao asked: "Can you really bear it? The truth is often cruel."

Shen Zhiyu stretched out his hand paranoidly: "Give it to me."

He wanted to know why Bei Qing had to push him away, he wanted to know why Bei Qing... had to end his own life.

"Okay." Yang Shao slowly handed the notebook to Shen Zhiyu.

Shen Zhiyu couldn't wait to open it. The first page was filled with Shen Zhiyu's name, which was shocking.

Looking back, it can't be called a diary, just some casual records, sometimes just a few sentences that I can't understand, or a few words, sometimes a whole long article. Some are crooked, and some are neat and elegant, just like his emotions at the time.

Each of these words reflects Xia Beiqing's innermost thoughts that he does not want anyone to know.

Shen Zhiyu flipped through the pages one by one, reading word by word. His originally bloodless face became even paler. His hands trembled, and the notebook fell to the ground with a bang. Shen Zhiyu's body shook and he was about to fall down.

Yang Shao reached out and supported Shen Zhiyu.

He knew that Shen Zhiyu couldn't bear it.

"How are you? Are you okay?"

Shen Zhiyu pushed Yang Shao away, and his face, which had been calm for so many days, finally showed a look of pain. He hugged his head, slowly squatted down, and tears suddenly welled up in his eyes, falling down in big drops.

It turns out... it turns out Bei Qing has always had this idea...

But he knew nothing and noticed nothing!
It hurts so much…

Every word and sentence in the notebook turned into a sharp blade, ruthlessly stabbing into Shen Zhiyu's heart.

Yang Shao looked at the painful Shen Zhiyu, bent down and picked up the notebook on the ground.

He originally couldn't guess what Xia Beiqing was thinking, until he saw the contents of the notebook, he finally understood.

Xia Beiqing didn't want to implicate Shen Zhiyu, didn't want to tie Shen Zhiyu down, didn't want Shen Zhiyu's bright future to be wasted on a disabled person like him, so he cruelly pushed Shen Zhiyu away. But without Shen Zhiyu, it was like losing the light. Xia Beiqing felt that this world was hopeless, meaningless, and nothing to miss.

He was caught in a dilemma, he trapped himself, unable to advance or retreat, and the only choice left in between was death.

(End of this chapter)