The sick beauty became popular after she brought her ex to the show

There was a constant dripping sound, like the sound of water, but with an overly regular rhythm.

Is that the sound of the second hand turning?
Su Ye's eyelids rolled slightly while he was sleeping, but he was too mentally exhausted to control his limbs. It was as if he had entered a state of sleep paralysis. He could only close his eyes and listen to the strange sound.

It should be the sound of the second hand.
He had heard the subtle ticking sound many times, and each sound reminded him of the time that had passed when he was alone outside.

"How is he doing?"
A male voice that sounded slightly low reached Su Ye's ears.

Su Ye's eyelashes trembled almost immediately, as if they were about to open.

"If you want to conduct a comprehensive examination, you must send him to the hospital. You—"

"No."
Xi Yu stood beside the pure white bed, looking at the beautiful young man with a slightly frown on his face.

Su Ye looked as if something was pressing on him even in his sleep. He looked frightened and uneasy, which made Xi Yu feel anxious again and again.

What did you dream about that made you look like this?
Is it because you heard my voice and dreamed of me?

Xi Yu's expression darkened inch by inch.
"I have been looking for him for five years. I will not give him any chance to escape."

The doctor was a man with a baby face. He couldn't help but shrink his shoulders when he heard the words, and tentatively spoke again in a familiar tone.

"Yu, this won't work. Yeye is different from you. He is just an ordinary person. He won't be able to bear being locked up here all the time. Besides, Yeye's aunt is also--"

An Sijia didn't continue talking, but secretly looked at Xi Yu's expression.

Xi Yu is a sentinel, and a sentinel without a guide, who often falls into a state of rage. Fortunately, the Xi family is powerful and can quickly respond every time Xi Yu goes berserk, but Xi Yu's condition is definitely not suitable for staying with ordinary people for a long time.

No one knows what a sentinel in a berserk state will do, especially someone like Xi Yu, whose mental strength is not very stable.

not to mention--

An Sijia's gaze silently moved again to the face of the handsome young man lying on the bed.

Her waist-length hair was slightly messy, and its color was a light flax color as light as mist. Under the pure white light, it cast a strange, golden glow.
At the end of the young man's eyebrow, next to those fine and beautiful hairs, there is an extremely gorgeous red mole at the end of the eyebrow.

The red mole is beautiful, but it also makes the young man's already unhealthy complexion look even paler.

But none of these hindered the young man's elegant beauty. Even with his eyes closed and brows furrowed, he still looked like a beautiful sleeping god.

"Ye Ye He"
An Sijia couldn't help but want to say something good for his old friend, but as soon as he uttered the familiar name, he couldn't help but be at a loss for words.

What should I say? Su Ye left without saying a word for five years. Although he never explained anything, does that mean he must have his own reasons?

The useless words of comfort that were plagiarized by others might even cause Xi Yu's mental power to go into a frenzy again.

An Sijia was silent for a moment and did not continue speaking.

In front of Xi Yu, it's useless to say these things.
Because everyone knows very well why Xi Yu has been in a state of violence for a long time.

Xi Yu needed a guide, but he rejected all recommendations from the Xi family's go-between and just endured the five years on his own.

An Sijia noticed a small wound under the collar of the black shirt wrapped around Xi Yu's neck, which seemed to be caused by scratches from fingernails.

Although it was just a little bit, it was enough to make people imagine the horrific appearance under the shirt.

An Sijia didn't say anything more. She whispered a few words that a doctor should say and left.

Xi Yu was the only one left in the room. He stood beside the bed and stared at Su Ye for a while.

Su Ye's vision through his eyelids turned from dark to bright, a patch of orange and red.

He tried hard to distinguish the two short sentences he had just heard.

There were two people talking nearby. He didn't know what they were talking about, but he seemed to hear Xi Yu's name.

He also heard Xi Yu's voice, which was low, slightly magnetic, and very pleasant to hear. It sounded like he was suppressing some emotion.

Su Ye's consciousness was fuzzy and confused, but when he thought of Xi Yu, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a faint arc like a bitter smile.

His auditory hallucinations became more and more serious. In the past, he would only occasionally hear familiar voices in his hallucinations that made him miss them to the core.
But recently he could hear Xi Yu's voice every day.

I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Su Ye was still very tired and could not sustain such emotional thinking. In just a short moment, he fell into sleep again.

Before falling asleep, Su Ye heard the ticking sound like a second hand again, accompanied by a little hot temperature, wandering across his face, gently brushing his eyelashes, and lingering on the mole at the end of his eyebrow.
It's just an illusion.

"Mr. Su, are you awake?"

Su Ye woke up again, and this time he finally opened his heavy eyelids. The pure white ceiling with embossed patterns on the corners came into view.

He moved his fingers, and under his fingertips he felt the smooth and soft sheets, which smelled a little like kapok and were very comfortable.

Strong and bright sunlight came in from the left. Su Ye squinted his eyes and took a drowsy look. It was an arched floor-to-ceiling window.

"Mr. Su?"

Su Ye turned his head following the sound and saw a man with delicate features, wearing glasses and a suit standing on the right, with his hands folded behind his back. When he saw Su Ye's reaction, he quickly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where is this?"
Su Ye was a little confused, but he was sure that he had never seen this man before.

He slowly recalled what happened before he fell into a deep sleep.

He returned to Nanshi. Snowflakes were falling in Nanshi and the cold air was biting and overbearing. His aunt Su Lan was still on the phone reminding him to wear a hat.

Then he met Su Lan who came to pick him up at the airport. He got into Su Lan's car and prepared to leave. However, he had an accident at the highway intersection. When he woke up, he was already in this place.

Thinking of Su Lan, Su Ye's heart suddenly tightened.
"Where is this? Is it a hospital? There is a woman traveling with me, how is she now?" The man seemed to have expected Su Ye to ask this, and immediately showed a smile that made people feel very reassured.
"Don't worry, Mr. Su. Ms. Su is not injured. She only has some minor skin injuries. Everything is safe now."

But this reassuring smile made Su Ye feel a little inconsistent.
It's so smooth and perfect that there's nothing wrong with it, which makes it feel fake.

Su Ye paused for a moment and asked again, "Excuse me, where is this?"

Looking around, everything is designed in black and white, and the window frames are made of black metal, emitting a cold and sharp light in the sun.

The hospital’s VIP intensive care unit will have hotel-level facilities, but this place is clearly more like a private residence and does not fit Su Ye’s impression of sanatoriums and hospitals.

The man seemed to see through Su Ye's hesitation and took out his business card and showed it to Su Ye.

Su Ye took it. The simple business card had the information of a nursing home on it.

"Mr. Su, my name is Yang Song, you can just call me Xiao Yang. You were injured in the accident, and Ms. Su Lan arranged for you to recuperate here, so just rest assured."

Su Ye's expression remained unchanged as he handed the business card back, "Where is she now?"

"Ms. Su Lan has some work arrangements, so she left first. You don't have to worry." Xiao Yang smiled and turned on the TV channel in the room.

Su Lan's face immediately appeared on the screen, and she seemed to be making a speech.

Seeing the familiar face, Su Ye finally felt a little relieved.

He had been away from Nanshi for five years. He only knew that his aunt worked in public relations and often appeared on TV, but he knew little else.
Since she can still appear on camera, it seems that what Yang Song said is right, Su Lan is indeed not seriously injured.

At least he wasn't hurt, Su Ye heaved a sigh of relief.

"I--" Su Ye just wanted to get up, but suddenly found that his legs could not move, and he was tied to the hospital bed by something.

Xiao Yang quickly stood up and said, "Mr. Su, please don't move too quickly. Your leg was bruised in the car accident and your ankle was slightly fractured. It was fixed for recovery."

Su Ye lifted the quilt and took a look.
His legs were tied to the bed with several restraints of moderate tightness. As Xiao Yang said, his left leg was indeed in a cast and steel plate.

"Does it need to be fixed like this?" Su Ye's face showed a moment of confusion.

This is too much. He has already been in a cast, so why tie him to the bed? He just tried to move and felt that his leg was indeed injured, but not seriously.

Xiao Yang answered quickly, "It's a treatment method to prevent the condition from getting worse during the early recovery period. It won't last long, and Mr. Su will be able to get out of bed and move around tomorrow."

Su Ye nodded reluctantly and didn't ask any more questions. Now that he knew Su Lan was safe and this was specially arranged for him by Su Lan, he didn't want to cause any more trouble for Su Lan.

He's caused enough trouble to others.

But Su Ye was still worried about something else. He hesitated for a moment and looked at Xiao Yang, "You are..."

Xiao Yang immediately understood what Su Ye had not said, "I'm just an ordinary caregiver, don't worry, Mr. Su."

Su Ye felt at ease.

Su Ye stayed in bed almost the entire day. After talking with Xiao Yang and learning about the current situation, he fell into a deep sleep again.

Before going to bed, Su Ye finally noticed that the "tick-tick" sounds were not his auditory hallucinations, but the subtle monitoring sounds emitted by the medical equipment in the room.

On the second day, Xiao Yang untied the restraints for Su Ye as he had said before.

Su Ye sat on the edge of the bed with one leg in a heavy plaster cast. He wanted to get down and walk around, but found that Xiao Yang had not prepared a cane or walker.

"Wherever Mr. Su wants to go, I will accompany him."
Xiao Yang pushed a wheelchair at the door, which made Su Ye's brain confused for a moment and a little embarrassed at the same time.

"Wheelchair? I can walk by myself, no need to be so exaggerated."

But Xiao Yang used Su Lan as an excuse, saying that she would be very worried if Su Ye didn't recover well. This hit Su Ye's soft spot, so he had to get out of bed with Xiao Yang's help, and temporarily sat on the sofa on one side of the room, quietly watching Xiao Yang adjust the wheelchair.

Xiao Yang doesn't seem to be a taciturn person, but he doesn't say much when facing Su Ye, as if he is afraid of saying something wrong. He is a caregiver who is conscientious but unwilling to speak much.

However, Su Ye was not the type of person who liked to chat, so he didn't care too much about these things.

The room became quiet again, with only the sound of Xiao Yang adjusting the wheelchair and the ticking sound of the instruments.

Tick-tick-tick.
Tick.

[Why aren't you wearing shoes again?]
Su Ye looked out the floor-to-ceiling window, took a deep breath, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

He turned around and asked, "By the way, where are my shoes?"

Xiao Yang put a pair of brand new slippers next to Su Ye's feet, "It will be more convenient for you to wear these."

Su Ye lowered his head and put it on, with an obedient look in his eyes and even a docile temperament. For a moment, Xiao Yang had the illusion that Su Ye was following someone's instructions.

Xiao Yang shook his head in his heart, getting rid of these thoughts.
Don't think too much, just do what your boss asks you to do.

Su Ye sat in the wheelchair and Xiao Yang pushed the wheelchair out the door.

Su Ye finally saw the scene outside the room.

But after seeing it, Su Ye felt even more uncomfortable.

Before he left the room, because of his mobility problems, he could only sit on the sofa and look out the floor-to-ceiling window. He saw that the room he was in did not seem to be very high, only three or four floors high.

Because it was a sanatorium, Su Ye did not think too much about it. However, he did not expect to be pushed out of the room by Xiao Yang. When he passed the attic at the end of the corridor, he found that the floor he was on seemed to be the top floor.

"This sanatorium," Su Ye adjusted his words, "is very private in scale."

(End of this chapter)