Chanel said softly: "I don't want to care about anything anymore... I don't care about anything anymore... Su Shijie, please, don't leave me alone, take me away..."

She didn't want to take care of her sister, Mu Xicheng, or her mother.

She didn't want to care about anyone anymore, she was tired, too tired...

When you are exhausted to the limit and can no longer bear the burden, death is the only relief.

There was also secret pain in Su Shijie's eyes.

"Nair, wake up." He held her shoulders and shook her gently.

Ever since I brought her back from the road, she has been so confused, sometimes sober and sometimes confused.

Chanel looked at Su Shijie with chaotic eyes and smiled: "I'm very sober."

"..."

"I'm really sober," Chanel smiled, the water in her eyes shining brightly in the white fluorescent lamp, "Su Shijie, I've always been sober."

"..."

"I'm really awake!"

She spoke like a drunken person trying desperately to prove that she was not drunk.

As she spoke, Chanel held his sleeve and shook it, asking him to believe her.

"Okay, you're awake." Su Shijie responded, sitting next to her and holding her on his lap, which was his favorite way to hold her.

"Where do you want me to take you?" His lips were right next to her ear, asking softly.

"I don't know...take me wherever you go, okay?"

Wherever he is, she will go.

Even if his next stop is heaven...

"You don't want children?"

Shanel smiled and shook her head: "It's not that I don't want it... it's that I can't afford it."

Su Shijie didn't speak, he just held her quietly, his eyes falling on her face, as if he was checking whether she was awake.

After a while, his fingers gently touched the wound on her knee: "Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Su Shijie's voice was lower: "If I hurt myself and made myself tired and sick, would your heart hurt?"

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.

She had just experienced the heartbreaking pain.

The pain that will always exist as long as you live. The pain that you want to end with death.

"It hurts." He said, "It hurts to see you like this."

Shanel's eyes widened and she looked at him in surprise.

"It's like your hand holding my heart..." Su Shijie took her little hand, put it on his chest, smiled faintly, "Catch it hard, it hurts like that."

Shanel opened her mouth, but felt that her throat was blocked and she couldn't speak.

"You must have never been in pain, so you don't know what it feels like." Su Shijie saw that her bare legs were also cold, so he pulled a blanket and covered her with it.

After a pause, he sighed: "I would rather you never know."

"I know." Chanel said in a hoarse voice, "I really know."

No one had ever made her heart hurt like this.

She always thought that she was a rational person who could control her emotions well.

But she didn't expect that her feelings for Su Shijie had reached the point where Su Shijie could control him at will...

She was afraid of this kind of power being controlled by others, so she avoided it and refused to face her heart.

But just now, she suddenly felt that if Su Shijie died, she would not even have the courage to live. What should a person who is not afraid of death be afraid of?

She loves him.
Chapter completed!