She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 737 You Must Live
First, he was ruthlessly driven away, and then he saw Yun Ci and Dongtang Chiyou. It turned out that everything Xia Beiqing did was already a farewell. He was not just unable to get over it for the time being, but had already planned to do so.

After sleeping for several hours, Xia Beiqing woke up slowly. He stared at the ceiling in a trance, as if he had not yet realized whether he was alive or dead.

"You are not dead." Shen Zhiyu's voice sounded beside him.

Xia Beiqing seemed to be brought back to his senses. He turned his head and saw Shen Zhiyu beside the bed. His eyes lit up for a moment, but only for a moment before they quickly dimmed and he looked away.

When he found out that he was not dead, the only emotion he felt was disappointment.

Shen Zhiyu slowly reached out his hand to hold his wrist wrapped in gauze, and asked in a trembling voice: "Why...why did you make this choice? Tell me, what are you thinking?!"

He didn't even dare to mention the word death again.

Xia Beiqing didn't look at him, nor did he speak, and didn't have any extra reaction.

Shen Zhiyu gently stroked Xia Beiqing's cheek, and said firmly: "Beiqing, no matter what you think, I will never let you commit suicide again. I want you to live and live well!"

Hearing this, Xia Beiqing actually raised the corners of his pale lips and smiled, a smile full of sarcasm. He raised his hand stiffly and groped for something beside the bed.

Shen Zhiyu immediately handed over the paper and pen.

Xia Beiqing held the pen weakly, wrote crookedly on the paper, and then threw it in front of Shen Zhiyu.

——Alive? How can I be considered to be living well like this? Living has no meaning to me at all.

His words were full of negative attitude. Shen Zhiyu quickly held Xia Beiqing's face with both hands: "How can it be boring? Beiqing, why do you think so? You still have me, your brother Che and sister-in-law. I said I will take care of you for the rest of your life and make you happy. If you really feel bored, then let's find something interesting to do."

Xia Beiqing turned away, rejecting Shen Zhiyu's touch, and held the pen to write on the paper.

——I am such a cripple, it would be better for me to die!
"Bei Qing!" Shen Zhiyu couldn't help but roared: "I beg you, don't think like that, I know... I know it's painful to become like this..."

——No! You don’t know!
Xia Beiqing clenched the paper in his hand.

——I have never felt the same way. You will never fail to understand how I feel when I can no longer walk and can only sit in a wheelchair. Whether I want to cry or laugh, I can't make any sound. How kind of mood is that? Living in this state, every minute and every second is so painful and exhausting!

——Teacher Shen, do you still remember what my dream is? It’s dancing…

Shen Zhiyu looked at the words written on the paper, his eyes gradually wet with tears. He slowly bent down, almost throwing himself on Xia Beiqing, and said with a sob: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, everything is my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have become like this..."

Xia Beiqing's eyes also turned red, but no tears flowed down his face. He didn't even have the thought of crying. He just wrote on the paper indifferently.

——Teacher Shen, if you really feel guilty towards me, then... let me leave and free myself from the pain.

"No... No!" Shen Zhiyu shook his head desperately: "You have to live, you must live! Bei Qing, even if I beg you, okay?"

(End of this chapter)