Regretful Beijing Marriage

Jiang Yining remained silent for a moment before finally speaking softly.

"Have a safe trip, Hong Kong is a great city."

Although I don't know what's going on in the port city.

But she has always had a good impression of this city.

For Zhou Xubai, that was his root, the most suitable place for him to return to.

Going back might not be the best outcome for him.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xubai's lips curled into a bitter smile.

"I'm sorry, I pushed you away with my own hands and lost you step by step."

My chest feels a dense, throbbing pain.

There was a time when they could still call each other friends.

But now, it seems we can't even be friends anymore.

Jiang Yining understood his emotions, so she turned her head away and said calmly.

Even without those things, we'll just be friends, nothing more.

There was never any other possibility, so there's no question of who lost whom.

Looking at her clear-headed and indifferent appearance, Zhou Xubai chuckled softly, his laughter full of self-mockery.

"You really never hold back, speaking so bluntly."

"Giving you unrealistic hope is what hurts you."

Jiang Yining appeared calm and composed, without any hesitation.

She hadn't explained things clearly before, which gave him unrealistic fantasies.

Before leaving, there are some things that need to be said.

Looking at Jiang Yining's calm and radiant eyes, Zhou Xubai felt a surge of bitterness in his heart.

"I'm leaving soon, could you say a few last words to me?"

She is becoming more and more dazzling.

But he's already out of the game.

Jiang Yining nodded.

The two walked side by side towards the hospital's back garden.

The evening breeze was slightly cool.

No one spoke.

Zhou Xubai enjoyed this moment.

He even wished it could just continue like this forever.

But he knew it was impossible.

Zhou Xubai took a deep breath, stopped in his tracks, and suddenly sighed softly.

"If I had met you sooner, before everyone else, would the ending have been different?"

"Don't romanticize a life you've never experienced."

Jiang Yining interrupted calmly, "No one's choices are absolutely perfect. Doing it all over again doesn't guarantee that things will turn out the way they want."

She stopped and turned to look at the person beside her, her tone sincere.

"Thank you for your help during this time. Have a safe journey."

The farewell was both swift and cruel.

Zhou Xubai froze, his eyes filled with bitterness.

"These are the only two sentences you wanted to say to me before you left?"

"Um."

Jiang Yining responded frankly, "Besides being friends, we won't have any other relationship. I don't want to give you the wrong idea."

"I understand."

Zhou Xubai took a slow breath, suppressing all his emotions. "Thank you for your honesty."

He paused, then looked up. "I have to go now. Can I give you one last hug?"

Before Jiang Yining could respond, he stepped forward and gently embraced her.

The force was restrained, and it was released in an instant.

"Jiang Yining, I wish you peace and good fortune in everything you do in the years to come."

Jiang Yining patted Zhou Xubai on the shoulder, "I also wish you a bright future and all the best."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a muffled clap of thunder suddenly echoed in the sky.

Jiang Yining took a half step back to create some distance.

"It's getting late, I should go back."

Zhou Xubai looked at her deeply, etching this last moment into his heart.

In the end, he simply nodded and turned to leave.

Jiang Yining turned around and went back to the ward, buying dinner on the way.

The moment he raised his hand to open the door, he froze.

The ward was in a mess, with all the items on the table scattered about.

The water glass smashed on the ground, leaving shards of glass scattered everywhere.

Fu Huaiyan fell to the ground in a disheveled state, pressing his palm against the broken glass.

Blood seeped from his fingertips, staining a large area of ​​the floor red.

"What's going on!"

Jiang Yining's heart tightened. She put down the food in her hand and squatted down to help him up.

"Why didn't you call a caregiver...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Huaiyan suddenly tightened his arms and pulled her into his embrace.

His body was trembling uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry... I'm so useless."

He held her very tightly, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

Jiang Yining was suddenly stunned, her heart softened for no reason, and she raised her hand to pat his back.

"What did you hear?"

"The nurse told me."

Fu Huaiyan's nose turned red, and his voice choked with emotion.

"She was just telling the truth: you met someone else downstairs."

"I didn't send anyone to monitor you. I was just afraid—afraid you'd leave, afraid you'd never come back."

Jiang Yining felt a mix of emotions, a complex blend of feelings.

She had never seen Fu Huaiyan like this before.

At this moment, he felt so humble that he was like dust, his eyes filled with unease.

"Get into bed first, I'll have the doctor treat your wound."

Jiang Yining suppressed the turmoil in her heart and tried to help him up.

The harder she tried, the tighter Fu Huaiyan held her, his arms gripping her waist tightly, refusing to loosen his grip even slightly.

Jiang Yining frowned, but before she could speak, she suddenly felt a dampness on her shoulder.

She paused, then looked down in disbelief.

Fu Huaiyan... actually cried.

The man who could remain calm even if the sky were to fall was now burying his face in her shoulder, silently shedding tears.

"I'm sorry, I'll be good and recover well. Please don't go, okay?"

Jiang Yining's heart trembled, and she was momentarily at a loss: "Get up first."

Fu Huaiyan's eyes reddened, showing a hint of childish stubbornness, but he was afraid of upsetting her, so he quickly loosened his grip a little.

"I'll get up, don't be angry."

He frantically pushed himself up from the ground, his hand plunging into sharp shards of glass once more.

The blood gushed out even more violently.

This time, Jiang Yining was completely enraged, feeling both anxious and annoyed.

"Fu Huaiyan! Do you really want to cripple even your hands?"

She immediately pressed the call button.

The doctor arrived quickly to treat the patient.

Jiang Yining was about to step back to make room for the consultation when Fu Huaiyan gripped her wrist tightly.

"Don't go."

Upon seeing this, the attending physician quickly began to offer words of advice.

"Miss Jiang, you'd better stay and keep Mr. Fu company."

"He is currently in a very unstable emotional state. Post-operative trauma combined with psychological anxiety has left him with a severe lack of security."

"His only source of emotional support is you. Only when you're with him can he cooperate with the treatment."

Upon hearing this, Fu Huaiyan quickly echoed his opinion.

"Yes, the doctor said, don't go."

Jiang Yining didn't speak, but asked after the doctor finished treating the wound.

How is he doing now? Will there be significant consequences?

"External injuries can heal; it's not a serious problem."

The doctor looked grave.

"But the patient is currently in a very poor mental state, and is extremely sensitive and vulnerable."

"During the recovery period, try not to leave him alone, and especially do not let him feel abandoned, otherwise it can easily lead to serious psychological problems."

As a psychologist, she naturally knew that Fu Huaiyan wasn't acting.

He was genuinely afraid.

Fu Huaiyan's fingertips curled slightly as he carefully pinched the hem of Jiang Yining's clothes.

"Can you stay?"

He paused, then, as if afraid of annoying her, he took the initiative to loosen his grip.

"Go ahead and do what you need to do, don't worry about me."

"I'm a useless person anyway, and staying by your side will only be a burden to you."